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Ian had mentioned in passing that an old friend of his was
Ian and I headed for Kuta.
This is the place that is coined as
The beach was surprisingly quiet. There were a lot of people out there, some of them topless, but the beach was so ridiculously long that it seemed deserted in places. I wanted to learn how to surf but I was still nursing my open wounds on my foot from a fall caused by my shitty flip flops so I didnâ€™t want to spend any length of time in the bacteria filled sea.
We went out for a big night at the Sky Bar. Loopy was a regular there. She even had her picture on the flyer. We bought a bottle of gin. You know that goesâ€¦ I was dancing on the tables with some local girls. Somewhere along the way I lost my camera. I was shooed off countless hookers on scooters as I tried to regain my bearings in the sea of identical narrow streets. It took a while but I eventually made it home in one piece.
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