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Apocalypse . later

By Paolo Lorenzana | May 2, 2009 - 12:00am

Seconds before the world goes kaput, PHILIPPINES — a pickup truckload of my staunchest friends tripped up on laughing gas, cruising down the SC-TEX as a tsunami of flame strives to engulf us.

Supreme

There’s sugar in my spaghetti!

By Celine Lopez | July 2, 2006 - 12:00am

The sugar barons were a colorful reminder of our affluent past. They lived like kings, and their exploits are remembered by history and the townsfolk that witnessed them. Along with their legacy are the candied dishes...

Sunday Lifestyle

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