A red dress was hung on the wall in the old Batavia

Red dress on the wall in Jakarta — Red dress on the wall

I was walking through the old Batavia. Even though it was the old town of Jakarta, not all of the town was still in the old state. Rather, most of the places were just ordinary townscape. The old townscape is good for tourists, but not so good for the people who live there. In most cases, towns that have been left outdated have an outdated infrastructure as well.

The place where I was walking was not old, nor was there modern buildings. It was a nondescript place. It had a series of boarded-up walls that looked like makeshift dwellings. There were no plants in front of the wall and it was lonely. In the midst of all this, a red dress hanging on the wall caught my attention. Literally, it looked like an oasis in the desert.

It was probably washed out. The dress danced every time the wind blew. Although it was dancing to the right and left, there was nothing around it. I could see a woman standing at the door to the side, but I didn't feel the slightest inclination to adjust to the dress.

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