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Friday, December 16, 2011

There goes my love

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Oh, my life for the moment? Nothing romantic here. Just plain old class love. And there goes my Maggie. Slinking away like she didn’t wa...

my friends my foes

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They're retailing their country piece after piece. Now it's for board and lodgings. Calling it drop-in center. Cadre support, No. Wo...
Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Noong minsan

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Nung minsan, umalis ako sa amin, pumunta ng pulo, sumama sa auntie ko, hindi alam ng tatay ko. Alam lang ng nanay ko. Nasa laot na ako nang ...

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Everyone has a stake at royalty. I very recently discovered Royalty at Takut-Takut, that garbage dump where, to quote a dreaded poet-aristoc...

They call us kids

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They call us kids. All the time. We're chameleons. We change names. We change looks. We age. Then are young again. We have only our live...
Tuesday, November 29, 2011

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Anyone with enough ambition to create and not to take away is someone who deserves respect. There are those who are better at it than others...
Monday, November 21, 2011

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We had been there all along had we not? At least in the last decade when, with our consent and silences and active collaboration we invaded ...
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