MONDAY THE 13th (Morato II, Greenhills, Binondo II)

On Monday the 13th, Imam Ali was born after the Virgin of Fatima appeared in a centered hexagram of a Bar Mitzvah where John Wilson's prime evolved from a sieved lucky Fabonacci number of the 4th power to celebrate the Mistahs  with 13 pieces of inihaw na tilapia from Pantok, 13 slices of Spam from Purok Tres, 13 stories of NS-4 and 13 servings of warik-warik on both ends of the Munoz-Lupao Road.   

On Friday the 8th, the 3 am Baliwag Bus trip to Morato fetched the Phantom Biker in Bakal 2 for a rendezvous with with Det. Harry Ambrose in what was formerly known as the Taggo Bar and Cafe to plot the recovery of Cora Tannetti's memory and Julian's liberation from a hooded ghost who hides in a pot of sizzling cheesy sisig that smelled like the usual arroz caldo and elevated tokwa't  baboy from the kitchen of Club Filipino in Greenhills, Dorchester and Keller.

Saturday morning found them in search of Hanover Island in Escolta and were rewarded with a brunch of Yang Chow fried rice, lumpia shanghai and King Dao spare ribs from the Toho Panciteria Antigua where Jamie Burns was pushed to the edge by the guilty conscience of Percy Muldoon after smuggling to Bakal 2 a kilo of asado, three rolls of kikiam and 5 pieces of fried siopao that was almost intercepted by the Tailor of Cabanatuan who announced that a dinner of sinuglaw, cajun seafood, steamed tahong and smoked liempo has been prepared in the rooftop by dear friends from the past.    

But the eyes of The Sinner was on the MILF of Bakal 2 who demonstrated how she would do a possible doggie, perhaps someday in Ortigas, Cubao or Morato, as the rice fields across the bike trails changed colors...