After an all night round of counterstrike with the boys to celebrate Boom’s birthday in Katipunan, Benjo and I decided to walk it to Aurora blvd. Two kinds of races overtook us along the way: A white, mod car shrieking its way to White Plains, taking advantage of the wide, deserted, unofficial race track of the rich; and a marathon man riding with the wind as he effortlessly jogged passed by us at the side streets. The sun was taking its time to rise,and I slept almost throughout the commute homeriding the jeeps.
Jordan
Experiences and musings in metro manila while commuting, and then some.
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