It was late, the kind of hour where the city’s "Buhay" (life) shifts into a different gear. Most drivers had headed home, but Marilyn needed one last fare to cover her daughter’s school project.
As they sped through the backstreets, dodging potholes and stray cats, Marilyn caught glimpses of the man in her mirror. He wasn't a criminal, she realized; he looked like a man trying to outrun his own shadow. pinay manila trike patrol buhaypiratanet marilyn exclusive
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