During the course of my wanderings over the past few years, I went halfway across the world trying to forget someone and wound up in the motherland. It didn't work (I didn't forget that is), and it seems the motherland is as foreign to me as India, Europe, or Africa are. For what it's worth, I suppose that I would be Canadian to my mind, whatever that means in this day and age. Notwithstanding, the Philippines does have its charms, like this pharmacy. No, I have not altered this image in any way and yes, it says "Holy House of Drugs".
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