The 13th-month divide
We were riding a tricycle on our way to the nearest mall to treat ourselves after a long day of schoolwork when the vehicle abruptly slowed to a crawl—an unusual sight in General Santos City. The driver leaned forward from his six-seater customized Bajah, craning his neck toward the line of stalled vehicles. “Traffica oy […]...Keep on reading: The 13th-month divide
