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this is life in the philippines.
A rainy day spent half-wet on the front passenger seat
of an ikot jeep.
The faint acrid smell of cigarettes on the nervous young
man beside me.
A flash of anger as the driver "accidentally" runs a
hand up my calf as he shifts gears.
And again as his arm rubs against mine.
this
is life in the philippines.
The citrus scent of ripening indian mangoes plucked
right from the tree.
Freshly-cut grass and rich, wet earth; summer rain and
a cool breeze.
Warm, sweaty hugs in a comfortable blanket of heat;
taking a bath in the rain in summer.
Staying inside for cuddles when the storm howls outside;
brewing cacao tablets atop the stove.
this
is life in the philippines...
and
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