Sunday, May 11, 2008

Now they spy on me as i spy on them. but really, in a fancy hotel you order buko and they serve it with the shell on a plate and its so exotic and native feeling but they charge five times what it's worth. i bet they got it from this buko guy.
What would the Philippines be without its jeeps?

And then, there's the market across the street from where i work.

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