
started with death for druggies under Indonesian Law

First taste of Indonesia

keys open doors- this bungalow was ill

this was the ceiling....I need to do this in my house

the shower slash tub...another idea I'm gonna flip for my house

Out on the block...peep the bag, not Louie or Gucci or any of tht other run of the mill travel shit but a BALI bag.....no Macy's or Canal street, you gotta literally go to the other side of the planet to find one

They did have some graph out there too. They're trying, they're tryin!!!!!!

Also a few Polo stores out there as well

The back blocks had some ill open markets.....

I copped a few things

Hit the beach and laid up

Actually spent more time in the water than out of it....


These turtles were pretty ill

They also make alot of offerings for luck and protection

This ritual was crazy, definitely one of the wildest things I've ever seen, well next to the couple of cats that I've seen get shot at random on the street, but this was up there.

they battled between good and evil, but it could have a whole different meaning


my man was dancing in fire.....I have a new definition of what it means to be hard


mad statues all over the place

Some Culture. The people on the streets get it in and HUSTLE EXTRA HARD

A dope store. I copped my blowgun from here


Went to a Forest that was sacred for the monkeys....It was like their own city

Another rumble on the streets, the loser gets cooked up

New Years eve flick of some balinese jawns

washing down a monsterfeast with a brew overlooking the beach

Wifey and her high yella self rocking a sarong

Aiight that's all the flicks I'm putting up for now. I'll leave y'all with this one. I'm a fire sign(Sagggi) but I'm a tropical dude. I don't need much. I keep it basic for being a complicated dude. The Ocean speaks to me tho', if I upload any of the trips and places I've been to over the last 25 plus years that's the recurring theme. I fell blessed to have been able to see the world and visit every continent. These experiences truly make me who I am.
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