Born to run

It begins with a voice on the radio. Pasay, for verification. Shouts and laughter at a corner of the cement driveway, someone tosses down a hand of cards. For verification, says the voice on the radio. Then — first alarm. The boys confer — Pasay is a half-hour away, there are many volunteer teams in Manila. They wait for the alarm to rise.

When they decide to run, the air crackles with electricity. The fire chief’s voice is calm. “Tatakbo tayo.”
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May 23, 2008 under General | no comment