1. Kupang IV

    While hitching home from kantor imigrasi we met Laura, who was really sad that we already had a place we stayed at. When we came back from Roti, we figured the ferry to sumba was canceled and we’d have to wait some days for the big pelni ship and I got a fever once again. So we spent that time at Laura’s place, where I lay in bed all the time, only listening to what happened outside, like our host’s son washing his angkot (public minibus) with blasting crappy remixes at 5am or the exorcism of black magic in her room.

     
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