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About Tangerang

Timbuktu’s got that shot, “the wind carries secrets,” and brothels? Same vibe! Secrets, scandals, all that jazz. But, like, I’m torn—part of me’s like, “good for them, makin’ money,” but another part’s like, “this is messy, yo!” Exaggeratin’ here, but some stories make it sound like party central, like, nonstop “Timbuktu” chaos, but sexier. Ha-ha-ha! Nasally, right?

Why Al Fakher Lounge was closed down

Beneath the affluence however, stories of drugs, murders, prostitution and illegal dealings permeate the almost perfect façade that has defined Kilimani over the years. The cracks .

We decide to head to Kebonarun Park to chill. I mean, it’s a nice spot, right? But the park’s flooded! I’m like, great, just great. We find a bench, but it’s wet. So, we’re just standing there, trying to avoid puddles. Rudi’s cracking jokes, and I’m trying not to slip.