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About Jakarta

So yeah, prostitutes—they’re tough, they’re real, they’re human. Makes me laugh, cry, and wanna hug ‘em all at once. Like Solomon says, “I will keep myself hearty!”—they do that, honey, in their own way. And me? I’m just Dolly, ramblin’ on, hopin’ I don’t trip over my own tongue. What y’all think? Ain’t life a crazy quilt?

Exploring Unknown Horizons

Then, outta nowhere, it starts rainin’. I mean, like, torrential downpour! I’m sprintin’ for cover, but I slip and slide all over the place. I’m soaked, lookin’ like a drowned rat. I finally find shelter under this little shack. I’m sittin’ there, laughin’ at myself, when this old lady comes up. She’s like, “You look like you need a towel, young man.” I’m like, “Yeah, and maybe a life jacket too!”

Mount Lewotobi eruptions cause flight cancellations and airport closures