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Film takes in Liwa, Zambales 🎞️

Where home is.

The platform has seen us grow like a parent looking after its children. It has seen all our beauty, including the late-bloom we've had. A decade ago, we've made a lot of friends -- did blog descriptions, teased on each other's content, attended grand meet ups. We would usually spend our time hanging out here which made us the creative people that we are today. Writers. Photographers. Journalists. Simply put, more responsibilities came upon us. And that's when most of us almost left the platform, like an airport lounge where people came and eventually left to catch their scheduled flights. Even then, we would still think of the memories we've made here. And so we will log in again, and maybe post something. Things that we cannot tweet or post on Facebook publicly. Fast forward to today, we may not log in as usual as we did a decade ago but this platform will always be home to many of us. To our memories. To our thoughts. Much to our feelings.

I felt like the play was really my story. Except mine happened on the 21st century.

Mahal, patawad sa hindi ko pagpuno sa pag-ibig kong labis ang pagkukulang. Patawad kung nabigo kita. Patawad.