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Metro Manila accounted for 14.4 percent or 11,244 dengue cases out of the 76,391 cases reported nationwide from Jan. 1 to Sept. 2 this year, according to the Department of Health.

This was an increase of 29.2 percent from 8,705 cases recorded during the same period in 2016.

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A 23-year-old woman has filed rape charges against a Taiwanese staff at Okada Manila, a casino resort owned by Japanese tycoon Kazuo Okada.

In a complaint filed on Oct 3 with the Paranaque Police, the woman accused one Andy Chang of raping her inside his car at around 6pm on Sept 30.

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Paranaque City has suspended classes in all levels, both in public and private schools, on Monday (Oct 16), as transport and labor groups ready a two-day nationwide strike to protest a planned phaseout of jeepneys.

It was not specified in an order released by Paranaque Mayor Edwin Olivarez on Saturday (Oct 14) whether classes would remain suspended till Tuesday (Oct 17).

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This is the new kid on the block, but it has one of the best baristas in town .Mr Dan Roque topped the 2016 Philippine Aeropress competition.

Need Coffee opened in May 2017, along a road lined with restaurants, bars and cafes inside the Philippines’ biggest gated community, where some 80,000 people live, south of the capital Manila.

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The Philippine police are suspending all anti-narcotics operations, which have sparked public outrage over the deaths of thousands of mostly poor suspects. Growing anger over the violence, including deaths from hit squads, has also caused President Rodrigo Duterte’s popularity to plummet.

Mr Duterte on Wednesday (Oct 11) took his war on drugs away from the 170,000-strong Philippine National Police (PNP) and designated the Philippine Drug Enforcement Agency (PDEA) as the sole agency responsible for it.

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Pepsi. Iyan ang pangalan niya. Uulitin ko
upang ‘di mo malimutan,
tito.
ano nga bang nagawa niya’t
‘na-ano’ mo siya?
gan’un lang talaga siguro.

ikaw
na malinis, na may pangalan
at siya? ‘di man lang Pepsi ang tunay niyang ‘ngalan.

marahil ganid ka lang talaga
o isinilang na walang ina.


Marcos, for me, was the name that was always on the tabloids my father liked to read and then fold into a whipping rod, and the marching hymn “May Bagong Silang” that wafted at exactly 7am through our shack from a public school just a stone’s throw away.

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I was too young to be of any use in the fight against Ferdinand Marcos.

Growing up in Baclaran in the 70s, being anti-Marcos was not part of the family mission, especially since my father was an Ilocano and, by association, a Marcos loyalist. We were poor. Our main concern was not politics, but to put food on the table.

Marcos, for me, was the name that was always on the tabloids my father liked to read and then fold into a whipping rod, and the marching hymn “May Bagong Silang” that wafted at exactly 7am through our shack from a public school just a stone’s throw away.

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He closes his eyes, takes them all in, expels them like vomit, and, swaying to the undulating ebb and flow of time and the water incessantly stroking and slapping and licking the hull of his boat, he proceeds to rape the sea.

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I think of the Man With The Tapes now, and I think of my own uncles and my father’s father, how their lives, though embalmed in poverty and the cynicism that went with having an often difficult relationship with dry, parched earth, were so much richer and ​more colourful, if not tragic, than I could ever hope for my own.

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you find me
not when the sun is too high and haughty
or too low and uncaring

you are the mid-afternoon
when the day
is less harried
and more thoughtful
breezy. quiet. subtle.
pregnant with –
yellows and oranges and reds and blues,
wine and cheese and bread and vinegar and olive oil,
cherry blossoms,
memories in sephia tones,
of slippers, tin cans, a game of catch,
and slumber, oh sweet slumber

you walk in
with feet as light as a doe’s
neither too soon nor too late