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Adulthood

By Bianca Locsin | March 23, 2014 - 12:00am

When I turned 35 my best friend told me I had officially, by UN standards, entered adulthood. As an avid reader of historical romances, I found myself aghast, to use romance novel terms, at the realization that at...

Sunday Lifestyle

Thoughts on forever

By Jim Paredes | July 7, 2013 - 12:00am

There is nothing that is still. Nothing is static. Everything is moving, changing, evolving into something new.  Some change quickly. Others change slowly.

Sunday Lifestyle