the rough road leading to
the ruins clearly tested our boiling patience. bump after bump after bump, i ventured into queries when the long and winding dirty track full of frangible holes seemed hellbent in threading the route to nowhere. my dear hubby was already resorting to colorful curses. but i dare say, upon stomping on the marked tourist site, it was lo and behold, an imposing structure in the outskirts of the city that is now talisay. innovative, all i could say of this concrete illusion that evoke a thousand blogs and articles. if only world war II didn't happen. if only the owners have the resources to restore the grandeur that was the mansion.
the rough road leading to the ruins clearly tested our boiling patience. bump after bump after bump, i ventured into queries when the long and winding dirty track full of frangible holes seemed hellbent in threading the route to nowhere. my dear hubby was already resorting to colorful curses. but i dare say, upon stomping on the marked tourist site, it was lo and behold, an imposing structure in the outskirts of the city that is now talisay. innovative, all i could say of this concrete illusion that evoke a thousand blogs and articles. if only world war II didn't happen. if only the owners have the resources to restore the grandeur that was the mansion.
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