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Revelations + Destinations
Stickers
I exist to be torn—to be wanted, used, and pulled apart at the seams. Like the stickers I left in…
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Hooks + Books
Sincerely yours, Mister Phathupats
As a Kapampangan, Juan Crisostomo Soto’s “Y Miss Phathupats” feels more than just required reading. Over a century old yet…
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Causes + Bosses
A nation with no identity
I hated my nationality. Even the mere thought of being a Filipino abhorred me since I was a child. I…
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Revelations + Destinations
‘Nakababain’
One night, when my colleagues and I were enjoying our drinks outside a café and chit-chatting and communicating in different…
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