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Polished at 30

By Bea J. Ledesma | November 11, 2011 - 12:00am

I turned 30 last Sunday.

YStyle

A Filipina lioness roars in West End

By L.F. Whitfield | September 24, 2001 - 12:00am

9:15 p.m., Sept. 13, 2001, Lyceum Theater, London. The intermission has almost finished for Disney’s best-selling musical production, The Lion King. All around the stall bars and foyer areas, people are finishing...

Arts and Culture