We are in a traffic jam, duh. Suddenly, while we aren't even moving, there's a slight jolt and a scraping sound. Someone just bumped into us! It's amazing it doesn't happen more frequently. Anyway, Omo gets out, checks the situation (clogging traffic even more), then climbs back in, smiling. Summoning the extent of my Bahasa, I ask him "Bagus?" (Good?) To which Omo waits a beat, stretches his English as well, and replies "Woman."
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