This poster catches my eye on the 4th day of my visit in Cebu. I was probably too harassed and preoccupied with my Dad's condition that I did not see this hanging on the right corner of my Tita Virgie's guestroom.
This one makes me smile today.
In the Tunis Medina, walking with my family becomes a way of learning how
ideas of power survive across generations.
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