"I lied. I told the driver the baby was just sick. I kept talking to the body as if it was alive, while her aunt who accompanied me sang lullabies, pretending to send her to sleep," Norma said.
I am stunned.
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such irony, and very unfortunate because I'm born in Makassar...
I visited. It didn't seem /that/ poor...
That statement should be framed and engraved on every pollies desk in Indonesia.
It is so very very sad...
yeh, it should b...
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