Walked through the Sitio Catacutan hawkers' alley after the drizzle, in the semi-darkness, to buy additional rice and more of John's fabulous, grilled pork chops. The cicadas were singing at full volume, a truly enchanted sound, almost as though cicadas were extraterrestrials that would eventually take over the world. The place, after all, is the setting of my 1990s play Isang Pangyayari Sa Planas Site.
Then went to the laundry to pick up Angelique's comforter, bed sheet, and pillowcases.
Then went to the laundry to pick up Angelique's comforter, bed sheet, and pillowcases.
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