Breaking Out
Tuesday, July 6, 2004
HIS dull eyes are staring motionless at the floor. In the loose fitting shirt, his thin frame is looking frailer by the day. Im sick, he says meekly. Then, very weakly, he points to several parts of his body, which have degenerated, eaten away by disease. One glance would fill anybody with compassion.
At a prison in Jakarta last week, TEMPO was met by an exhausted figure, an active participant in the drug scene. Theres a huge ring in here, he says
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