Inul's Rules

Trying to get into an Inul Daratista show is like trying to storm the ramparts of Helm's Deep—it's musty, dark, smoky, crowded and the mob seems possessed by a demonic, or at least lascivious, force. The young men have traveled many kilometers to the one-mosque town of Pelaihari in Indonesia's South Kalimantan province to see the country's hottest and most controversial dangdut singer. They're rowdy, they're eager and, in clear defiance of the laws of physics, all 10,000 of them want in, now, through the soccer stadium's single narrow entrance. The snarling soldiers posted as security are helpless against this crush...

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