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i'm not going to make it a secret, but i am a huge fan of pork.

no, not the kind involving the PDAF scandal, but honest-to-goodness, crackling, sinful, pork. i once attempted to embark on a pescatarian diet, which was only successful for over a month, and i cheated often, initially with white meat, and then i just embraced my inner carnivore by ( Read more... )

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there are few things more unsettling than finding the twisted body of a dead person on the pavement, a halo of her own blood caking in the heat of manila's infernal tropical evening. i was out on my usual run last night around my usual route in salcedo village, doing the 2.1k dela costa-valero loop before turning into leviste for a shorter 1.7k ( Read more... )

last night while walking home, a short, middle-aged caucasian man approached my friend CY and i and asked if we could help him get to subic in zambales, and i immediately adjusted my accent to give him instructions to the bus station, but he cut me short and explained, rather quickly, that he had been robbed near the university of the east and lost ( Read more... )

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