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From the Corner of the Bakery
By: Pristine Zahira Puspita
February 22, 1970
That day, the sun shone brightly—an exquisite
morning at the end of the rainy season. In the shopping
district, a crowd had gathered in front of a store. Some
people looked excited, eagerly awaiting the start of an
event, while others seemed to be merely passing by,
curious about the source of the gathering. I stood at the
front row of the crowd, excitedly waiting for the event to
begin.
From the center of the crowd, a middle-aged
woman emerged, dressed neatly with an apron tied
around her waist, its color matching the shop building
behind her. After greeting a few people, she stood in
front of the storefront, at the heart of the crowd,
delivering a short speech of gratitude and hope. She
stood before the shop’s entrance, wrapped in satin
ribbon. With a pair of golden scissors, she cut the
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