The room is a prison cell for female inmates. But its interior resembled a hotel room. There is a home theater set in the corner. Rows of DVDs neatly fill the rack beside the television. There is also a large sofa and a double bed. In the cell, Mirna takes it easy, doing time for bribery in her work as a broker selling large tracts of land.
Becoming distracted by shimmering transformations is surprisingly easy in a country like Indonesia where national development is an imperative. Front-page stories from 2015 have told us that transformations are happening all around usfrom democratic consolidation at the regional level to disquieting new trends in violent crime. But such changes, as refreshing as they may be, do not come close to representing the big picture.
Lying in state at the Adi Jasa funeral home on Tuesday, December 15, Ben Anderson was clad in a brown-colored Madura batik shirt. "That's my batik shirt," said Sugito, the driver who always accompanied Anderson since 2009 whenever he toured East Java. Sugito wiped his tears and tenderly touched the edge of the laced cloth covering the coffin.
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