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So, I kept walkin’, tryin’ to shake off the batik blues. I hit up the Lebaksiu market. It’s wild in there! People shoutin’, haggling, and the smell of fresh fruits everywhere. I saw some durian. Ugh, that smell! It’s like a mix of gym socks and rotten onions. But some folks love it. I just can’t.

Figure 1. Tegal mangoes fruit: A. Wirasangka, B. Golek, C. Tengkueh, D....