Written by Eliza Vitri Handayani, and was originally published in Magdalene. May 19, 2017
To all fellow young female writers in Jakarta At an art exhibition, a man grabbed my shoulder out of nowhere. He pushed out his bony chest and said, “Hey, I’m a painter!” He looked surprised when I shook his hand off my body and frowned at him – as if that was not the usual reaction he got when he grabbed a girl’s shoulder out of nowhere as if he’d picked up many girls before at art exhibitions simply because he was a painter.
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