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Kamal in his overwrought Japanese accent. The eastern edge of Bontang sits on wooden stilts above a coastal estuary. Loud music blasted from dark, empty interiors. Outside, small children were stomping around and playing games with balls and sticks on the planks of the causeway.
Old men and women were slouched insouciantly on benches. A scanty pink slip hung from a clothesline. A tired-looking young woman in sweats emerged from one of the loud karaoke bars. She washed a tanktop in a bucket of soapy water, and then looked up at me and smiled.
Bontang is a conservative small town, and at least ninety percent of residents are Muslim. Sexual mores are restrictive. Most women wear jilbabs headscarves and alcohol cans of beer can only be purchased in a few Chinese shops, which sell it illegally.
Tucked out of sight behind service stations, banks and restaurants are several shadowy cafes and karaoke bars.
I once went to a normal-looking salon in my neighborhood, where a fat middle-aged woman cut my hair as five young women sat on couches texting and fending off men who periodically dropped in to flirt. Why Prakla is in Bontang is an easy question to answer.