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Snapshots of a life

By Danton Remoto | July 12, 2010 - 12:00am

I was four years old, sleeping soundly on my parents’ big bed.

Arts and Culture

How Good that Friday was

By Danton Remoto | March 24, 2008 - 12:00am

When the temperature began to rise it threatened to make the barometer explode, trust that Holy Week was here.

Arts and Culture