| Summary: | Near noon on a hot, sunny day in August 1997, Subandi and I [BG] went to visit a woman we will call Yani, thirty-six-year old Javanese woman who was participating in our study of mental illness in the old city of Yogyakarta in central Java. We had first met her for an interview two months earlier and were returning for a follow up interview. We walked down a narrow alleyway that wanders through one of Yogya's poor kampung's, a crowded neighborhood that spills downward to one of the rivers running through the town, passing women, children and young people sitting in open doorways and little shops, chatting in the heat of the day.
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