It is raining again this morning, and there is a refreshing cool breeze. Mornings like this are a good time to savor my coffee outside on the covered porch and listen to the rain hitting the coconut tree. Life is good, at least for a few moments. A distant neighbor is beginning to share his unsolicited musical selections with me, perhaps trying to impress everyone nearby with his speakers. The Cebuano lyrics (or possibly Tagalog) mean nothing to this English only foreigner. Naturally, my mind drifts. I silently wonder, “Will there ever be a Philippine pop/rock band that can sell
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