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Acapulco and Manila: Embedded by history and blood in a common past

By BY THE WAY | By Max V. Soliven | May 18, 2003 - 12:00am

ACAPULCO, Mexico – A full moon, bright as a silver penny, hangs over the blue-gray of the Pacific, gilding the ocean as the white frost of its waves beat upon the shore. My balcony overlooks this scene torn...

Opinion

An aging beauty, but still dear to the heart

By BY THE WAY | By Max V. Soliven | May 15, 2003 - 12:00am

ACAPULCO, Mexico – Some places in this world must be treated with the chivalry and tact one exhibits towards an aging lady whose faded charms can only be cruelly accented by garish day. Acapulco is one of them....

Opinion