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Ang Probinsyana

By Cindy Jones | March 26, 2011 - 12:00am

Gikan sa iyang pag-ukob sa tumoy sa daw bulkan sa wala nga dughan ni Doreen, gipasiklapan ni Henry ang dagway sa dalaga.

Banat Kalingawan

Uwahi na ang pagbasol

By Cindy Jones | May 28, 2010 - 12:00am

Taud-taud g’yud nga gipaganahan pag-ayo ni Marlon si Myrna pinaagi sa grabeng romansa.

Banat Kalingawan

Postscript: From pancit to Zumba

By LOVE LUCY By Lucy Gomez | July 13, 2003 - 12:00am

Before anything else I’d like to make an addendum to two of my recent articles; the first being last week’s piece "Move over Tae-Bo, here comes the Zumba." I was flooded with calls and text messages...

Sunday Lifestyle

Snail Mail

By BREATHING SPACE by Panjee Tapales-Lopez | March 17, 2002 - 12:00am

Last August, while on vacation, I received a handwritten letter from a friend. Wow, I thought, just like the old days. (Ooh...a stamp!) He could have e-mailed me but he knew, without being told, that an actual letter...

Sunday Lifestyle