Mangyans of Mindoro: A Christmas Story

I.  Kuya Philip
Months ago Kuya Philip barged into my room in the Ionosphere building armed with a mop.
“Hi, Kuya,” I said.  “Is Kuya Randy not around?”
“No,” he said.  “I was asked to take his place for today.”  And he began to mop the floor.   This was unusual.  Kuya Philip normally fabricates rain gauges and DOAS [...]

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