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Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.” Hate the pimps tho, slimy bastards. Leechin off desperation—makes me wanna puke. Happy tho when I see em fight back. Like, fuck yeah, you go girl! Prostitutes got stories, man, wild ones. One chick said she met a senator—swears it. Secret life, double life, all that jazz. Sarcasm time: oh yeah, real noble profession, huh? But nah, seriously—surprised me how deep it gets. “Just tell me you’re mine,” Carol begged. Prostitutes don’t get that luxury, do they? They’re everyone’s and no one’s. Kinda sad, kinda poetic. Anyway, that’s my rant—prostitutes, *Carol*, all mixed up in my head. Monotone narration, “Tonight’s the night.”

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Another form of child sex tourism, boy prostitution, was an emerging new trend in Bali. Boy prostitutes were generally aged between 15 and 16, and were involved.

After the rain stopped, I decided to hit up the Tanjungagung Market. Man, that place is a sensory overload. So many colors, smells, and sounds. I was in heaven. I found this cool little shop selling handmade crafts. I picked up a wooden figurine. It was cute, but the price? Yikes! I haggled like a pro, though. Got it for half the price. Score!

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