Could be a BREAKTROUGH book about Javanese keris in my posession

[Radu Transylvanicus]

I love the warungs (for those not familiar with the term it means "nasty ol shack with English language clueless people that cook in completely unsanitary conditions). For all you overly-cautios folks, I sugest you try some raw spitting-cobra blood with moonshine and I guarantee you no evil spell or food poisoning will touch you. And another suggestion: dont touch the water unless sealed in a bottle. Or just drink soda from a can. I had not even one shot done and I went to the worst places. Half survivor half stupid maybe but my imune system has always been "very Romanian"...