You can’t call me. You can’t text me. It’s not that I don’t like you, it’s just that I don’t have a phone when I’m in the Philippines. Based on what I have observed in public, I might be the only person in this country without a phone. Even people living in poverty seem to have cell phones. Sometimes I wonder if the people sleeping on the public sidewalk, oblivious to the crowds passing them by in both directions, might actually have a cell phone hidden away in the dirty rags they are wearing (or perhaps even someplace
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