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The critical mass of feudal-intellectual parking
attendants has gathered at the beach warung and the bells are ringing
for yet another prettu ngulapin ceremony (enticing dear departed's soul
back from temporary place of abode in the ocean. They r a beautifully
dressed family from Panjer: the priest is wearing a V C. Our gang here
at the retirement warung tend to wear racey beachwear and, of late, an
excess of chest jewelry. Tattoos are compulsory. Bancik, the warung
studmuffin (as yet unmarried) has taken to posing against the tree — his
Silouhette against the eastern sky is like a Jumaadi Jumaadi wayang
Meanwhile, on the beach, my dog Possu continues his elder abuse. Canine grannyporn