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Published: January 18th 2024
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The shanties of Cebu City are nothing more than crates stacked on top of each other, waiting for the next typhoon to sweep them away. There are no sidewalks. Exhaust-blackened storefronts offer junk for sale. Tattered laundry flaps from second-floor windows. Stray dogs lie in the middle of the road. Children play among piles of unused construction material—broken cinder blocks, rusted pipes, fra...
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Barbara X Brown
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Jon thanks for your generous brilliant discourse. Loved it! Now in my paradise second home in Ko Yao Noi Thailand, a small island an hour away from Phuket. So peaceful here, no squalor. People do not have the western disease of greed. Giving is getting, magical. XOXO