HAI[na]KU REVERSED (74-78)

-74-

The Barber's kaldereta

virtual and signed-off

edited conversation

-75-

Rice, drugs, and 60 bottles 

spring meeting chased

full topline blockage cleansed

-76-

Safety net secured and moored

doctors kiss lawyers

bankers, dentists headhunted

-77-

The first 1,000 emails

roasted transition

Kerson Fruit, hotdogs

-78-

QR codes to Jakarta

wet rub from the rain

she's back, a cleavage to bust

THE 5TH SESSION

Ramen simmerred in a cold highball soup for the throng gathered in homage of St. Sebastian and the market that did not burn after radiotracers were released to trap positron emissions and guide gamma rays in highlighting hotspots that is prayed to be absent forever. 

Five headhunting basura rides disguised as anxiety management preceded the 5th PET Scan to spawn a project idea from the Phnom Penh Workshop. 

Thus was how confirmations were secured for the Jakarta Assembly and a draft framework agreement for an editorial review, accruals, and a style guide was authenticated. 

The arbitration took off despite the revocation of social protection due to an unresponsive system and while the internet was down, a lively chat purged the inbox to initiate the process for a final assessment.   

In Bakal 2, a medical reimbursement was paid for with pritong tilapia, Alfamart siomai, overdone SNR steak, and crunchy chicharong baboy.

The Central Bank's assignment of a handling officer ushered adaptation to the reality of coping with the implications of disputed fraudulent transactions.

THE PHNOM PENH DINNERS

There was a a monk who bestowed a cowl upon a shivering worker, a hooligan shaped by hip-hop culture as a symbol of isolation, an emblem of the Unabomber and Mark Zuckerberg.

The Hoodie is in the hood to power a future shaped by people, to protect them from intense solar radiation amidst a challenge against an evaluation that required adjudication as published in recycled notebooks.  

Blue is indeed a warm color, almost a grilled fish and gut salad, nutty like the Russian Market on a mid-afternoon that ignited a bonfire of frogs and pork belly in the streets of Phnom Penh on the night when a climate initiative was finally grasped.

From a fire drill emerged barbecued offal and an updated charter, the evolution of a staffing covenant that was reviewed with a supervisor before the day's finale of grilled beef and pork ribs.

With the announcement of the annual plan's approval and the arrival of the business development counsel, cigarettes were sold by the stick at Hotel Cambodiana for the price of a Khmer steak, steamed fish, and fried corn in a cosmos of skyscrappers and monuments. 

Craft beer and cheeseburgers were tucked between royal Khmer lunches of the Phnom Penh Workshop where Scenario B was signed-off with a Tim Tam prize and a condensed policy brief on financing coal phase-out, enough wins to justify another dinner between heaven and earth a few hours before a half-full plane took off for Manila.

The banks were on mute, the scent of a woman from PR 2622 lingered in the bus to Bakal 2, a flat tire responded to a fire alarm in Munoz...