



I also thought about doing a series of stories based on me and my cousins growing up in Indonesia. That dome-headed little girl is me. My legs were skinnier though.
We lived in a little alleyway in front of the presidential palace. What inspired them to build the presidential palace right in front of some decrepit little alleyway is beyond me. During Bush's visit to Indonesia my family were put under week long curfew. We might be terrorists, it seems.



































