I love hurrr
There was a french guy who stayed at jaksa for a while. he spoke english with a beautiful accent. I will never forget his “ but i love hurrr vincent” one day sitting in memory cafe he told me that he thought his girlfriend Ima was stealing from him, but i love hurrr vincent! I wanted to tell him that of course she probably was, she was a hooker and a heroin addict to boot. poor ima was from ambon and like most of the girls(not all) had a good heart. she was also very sexy and had a body to die for! the ambonese are darker than the javanese and many of them look very much like africans. as you head south in the indonesian archipelago the people generally get darker. the papuans(known to many as new guinea) also look as if they must be related to africans. I dont know what ima’s story was but it was probably bad or why was she hooking on jalan jaksa? i was fond of ima and so didn’t say anything to; i’ll call him pierre!! we met a couple of weeks later and he then told me “vincent now i know she is stealing from me, but there is nothing i can do, i love hurrr, she is so exciting, i know i am crazy but i love hurrr! he and ima dissapeared for a while and when he returned he told me an amazing story. by this time he knew that she was a drug addict. he had taken her to bali. it was something many guys did. take their girlfriends to bali…. they had a fight while there and so she bought some pot, grass, marijuana and put it in the hotel room and called the police. the police arrested pierre and ima! he told me it cost him $10,000 US to straighten it out. he made the mistake of hiring a lawer. in indonesia it is always cheaper to just bribe your way out of trouble. in fact a crisp one hundred dollar bill will get you out of just about anything except murder? but he didn’t know that… i asked him what hapenned to ima. “i had to pay one thousand to get her out of jail vincent!!” when i asked him where she was now, he replied ” in our room vincent, i know its crazy but i love hurrr!!!!!!!!!!
