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Eating in a palengke

By Lydia Castillo | November 14, 2015 - 9:00am

One day, our friend Sonia invited us to Tagaytay. In the course of the drive, we were consulting each other as to where we could have lunch. Readily, she said “sa palengke.” At least a couple of those...

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