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About Bandung

But real talk, it’s heavy. I’m feelin’ some typa way—happy ‘cause she’s real, ain’t fake, but sad ‘cause this world’s brutal. I’m ramblin’, brain’s a mess, like, why’m I even here? To understand? To judge? Nah, I ain’t judgin’, I’m just seein’. “There’s a whole ocean of oil under our feet!”—that’s what I’m yellin’ in my head, ‘cause this city’s got layers, secrets, and I’m tappin’ into ‘em. Fun fact, tho—did ya know some old-school brothels had secret tunnels? Like, for politicians to sneak out? That’s some 007 shit, man, I’m geeked thinkin’ ‘bout it.

The Problem with Kuta Lombok

These days I think artists need to dream bigger dreams. North American painters particularly suffer from limited exposure to better work.

First off, I hit up Jalan Raya Selong. It’s like the main drag, ya know? Packed with food stalls and all that good stuff. I’m cruisin’ down, and boom! I see this street vendor sellin’ these crazy good pisang goreng. I mean, who can resist fried bananas, right? So I grab a bunch, and they’re hot, crispy, and sweet. I’m in heaven.

Selong Selo Resort & Residences Reopens in Scenic South Lombok, Indonesia