the philippines: a different kind of home


wednesday, may 5th to wednesday, may 25th
these isles are fair teeming with fam

Upon arriving at Ninoy Aquino International Airport, I felt my flat little nose collide with the wall of warm, humid air.  It was a smell as easily remembered as it is forgotten – one that seems to elude memory unless it is currently being experienced.  It was Manila, and it stank.  Still, once, it was home.

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