Tag: Fatahillah
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The Old Town and the Thief
The European remnants, the touch of open space that comes with it, the tales my father used to recite, which then came alive in parts of the old buildings and ruins. That day, I swear, the crowd, Spongebob, Sasha and her bear, and the street musicians vanished before my eyes and the square was empty and silent. Until the bell…
