It was the time of President Quirino when the peso was two to the dollar and I was 19 years old and poor as a rat and horny as a dog. Danny and I had drank ourselves blind at Ermit’s bar on Ermita and we were sucking in the night air at Luneta Park. And there she was alone on a bench.

ILLUSTRATION BY PERRY GIL MALLARI
ILLUSTRATION BY PERRY GIL MALLARI

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