Friday, May 30, 2003

the rhetoric of fashion

The three women at the fast food counter looked at me from head to toe, assessing my black ensemble complete with long black trenchcoat and thumping boots.

When they served my meal, I noticed that I got an extra generous serving of the viand - in this case, hot sinigang na baboy.

"Why so much?" I asked.

"For Keanu, sir," the girl replied, smiling broadly.

For once, I did not curse the Matrix.


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