A guy in a motorcycle went so extremely slow in front of my car. Engine problem? Was he sick or something? Perhaps he needed some assistance. I passed him slowly to see what was going on. A cigarette on his mouth and a phone on his left hand. Oooh... I get it. He went so slow because he didn't want his cigarette to burn quickly and he needed to read whatever message in his phone because it wasn't clear where to meet his friends. That made sense. Driving in Jakarta. It's a circus out there.
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