Alfred Maliangga hunches over a bucket, one hand in a silvery soup of mercury and dirt, the other gripping a hose held together with rubber bands.
He’s seemingly unconcerned, or unaware, the highly toxic mixture could kill him. Instead, Maliangga and a half-dozen other Indonesians are more interested in the recipe to make a fortune.
“There is gold here,” says Robert Lomban, 26, who has patiently waited three months for a dime-sized bit of sparkling bullion to be produced by a primitive, illegal mining operation.
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