The day of Durian fruit. "Smells like Hell, tastes like Heaven." Or, as Leo say, smells like shit, tastes like shit. Mark held the WC door open. Nel scooped a whopping lump of the yellow-white gooey stuff... and I became more Filipino. Just like that. No need for the WC. Thanks Mark, I almost needed it.
I'll write about burping durian later.
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