It’s that time of the year again. The cold winds brought by the Habagat cease to blow, and the temperatures once again begin to rise to stratospheric heights. Fans and air conditioners become overused once more, and people begin their yearly Diaspora to the country’s beaches, be they as pristine as those of Palawan, or as dirty as that which we find in Manila Bay. It’s that time of the year again: hot, sweaty...


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