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Alright, mate, lemme tell ya—brothels, huh? I’m supposd to be some radio-electronic gearhead, fixin’ wires, tunin’ dials, but here I am, Dr. House, limpin’ through this mess of a topic. Everybody lies, right? Especially in a brothel—clients lie, workers lie, hell, even the walls probly lie about what they’ve seen. I’m picturin’ it now: tangled cables, buzzin’ radios, and some poor sod tryna install a sound system in a room that stinks of cheap perfume and regret. “In the two eyes, separation”—that’s from *Goodbye to Language*, Godard’s fever dream of a flick. Fits perfect, don’t it? Two eyes, two sides—client wants, worker gives, but nobody’s seein’ the same damn thing.

2. From the Cepuri Pilgrim to Sexual Favours

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Then, I finally got outta that mess and headed to the Demak Grand Mosque. Wow, that place is stunning! The architecture is just mind-blowing. I mean, the way the sunlight hits those tiles? Pure magic. I took a moment to breathe it all in. But then, outta nowhere, this kid runs up to me selling snacks. I’m like, “Dude, I just had breakfast!” But he’s persistent, and I’m weak. I bought some fried tofu. It was delish, but I felt guilty. Like, am I supporting child labor or just a kid hustling? Ugh, the moral dilemmas!

Fig. 2. Map of subsidence rate in Demak coastal area