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"Even when we bathe," Keysha echoed.

She ran outside barefoot, the hot pavement stinging her soles, waving her crumpled money. The bakso man, Pak RT, already had her bowl ready. He knew her order. Memek anak anak sd

While her mom haggled over the price of cabbages, Rania had a more important mission. Her pocket money—two crisp 5,000-rupiah notes—burned a hole in her pocket. Last week, she spent it all on kue cubir , those soft, colorful little cakes that stain your tongue blue. This week, she had a different plan. "Even when we bathe," Keysha echoed