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Confessions of a two-wheel virgin

By Angel Rivero | April 17, 2013 - 12:00am

It was another one of those very busy payday Fridays...and as the rush hour came to be, the main thoroughfares of the metro transformed into battlegrounds cursed with repulsive traffic.

Motoring

Shaggy dog litter-ature

By SURREAL SUBURBIA By Philip Cu-Unjieng | May 28, 2006 - 12:00am

I’ve always been partial to literature with absurd, off-the-wall, shaggy-dog, irreverent humor. I remember with better clarity how good it felt finishing my first Kurt Vonnegut or Tom Robbins novel than...

Sunday Lifestyle