The Changing Face of Alun-Alun
Tuesday, September 28, 2004
HUNDREDS of people mill around like an army of ants within the narrow alleyways of the market where vendors offer all kinds of commodities: jambu kelutuk (guavas), squid, salt, clothing. The air is filled with all sorts of odors: sweet-smelling snacks, pungent spices, and rotting fish. Everywhere hawkers compete for shoppers’ attention, shouting and yelling in a cacophony of deafening noises as dangdut music blaring from all sides adds to t
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