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Looking to the West
The journey from Suki to Obo took a full day. The Fly River grew narrower yet deeper, meandering and zigzagging in an unordered fashion.
I continued my journey exploring the Fly River from Suki to Obo. The owner of the boat I was sailing was a young man named Nobi.
βI donβt like cigarettes or sliced areca nuts from Merauke that Indonesian traders often buy. Because of Indonesia, cigarettes and areca nuts here have become cheap,β said Nobi.