The stratified stare: who looks and who is looked at in Jakarta

Tessa Toumbourou writes on the hierarchy of who looks and is looked at in Jakarta. Every morning on my walk to work I pass a woman selling glass bottles of diesel petrol. She funnels the piss-coloured liquid expertly into the bowels of waiting motorbikes, never spilling a drop. Every day she wears a slash of orange lipstick and her hair pulled back into a tight, neat bun.