On Saturday, Fr. Pilon opened the Cabinet of Curiosities from Madrid.
Lot 36 revealed a purple apron and a circular jewel that the ghoul of Salem cemetery stole from the dead miners of Millbrook who were preserved in Alo Glo lotion at the morgue of Miskatonic University.
Meanwhile, those who has returned to The Sandpiper House dressed the kinilaw na bangus and sashimi with liquid gold to overwhelm the stench of the murmurations.
The unbreakable vow of the week was violated before the squires can even stand guard on a broken column that Saturday afternoon when buckets of beer lubricated the floor where Sagrario and Gloria sang, danced and kissed in Guimba that was later hopelessly chased with Botejyu's hot bowl of pork tonkotsu ramen to help digest a welcome dinner of sizzling bulalo, grilled tuna belly, sisig, pansit guisado and inihaw na manok from the kitchens of the Ihaw Balot Plaza.
Thus was how the Phantom Biker left the bike trails of Munoz with A Tourist's Guide to Love that led him to the B Hotel for 5 days of GRAISEA b-leisure.
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