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About Depok

Sometimes I’m drivin’, see ‘em on the curb, and I’m like - damn, what’s their story? One time, this chick, swear she looked 16, made me wanna smash somethin’. Too young for that life! Reminds me of Grace in *Dogville*, “She’s weak, she’s alone” - hits you in the gut. But then, some of ‘em got sass, struttin’ like they own the block - that’s power, fool! Makes Mr. T grin, respectin’ the hustle.

Population

Opposite side of the world from Tomok Bolon (in yellow).

First off, I hit the streets of Jangkar Lane. You know, the one with all the food stalls? I’m talking about the smell of fried tofu and spicy sambal wafting through the air. My stomach was growling like a bear. I grabbed a plate of Nasi Goreng from this little lady who’s been there forever. She’s like a legend, I swear. Her name’s Mak Siti, and she’s got the best recipes. I mean, I could marry that fried rice.

Volcano earthquake report for Sunday, 23 May 2021