I needed time out.

I just wanted to fade away.

I knew just the hotel.

It was across the road from KFC, run by a Chinese, the rooms had air conditioning, cable TV and no windows.

I knew I could just blend in with normal people and chain smoke outside.

They even served free breakfast in the morning and the WIFI was pretty fast.

I wanted to be the old me.

If only I knew who he was.

He was the chain smoking traveler who was always getting into trouble.

'Want some more trouble?'  asked the security guard, who showed me a picture of his cousin.'She party animal and love fuck white boy, she only one million Rupiah a shot.'

Only one fucking shot.

I said I could get better entertainment over at the KFC and it would only cost me a few dollars.

There was a guy in charge of the motorcyle parking who wanted my black T-shirt when I left Pontianak.

He was welcome to it.

Inside the KFC, I drank coffee after coffee and observed and even wrote this post here.

It felt good to be back.

The bad guys were six feet under and I wondered what was next.

That was when Susie entered the picture. 

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