Equipto–brother, Kapatid. I thought you were Filipino. But you are pure Frisco to the core with a voice chiseled with the landscape spirit of our city. You say what the rest of us are afraid to say. You echo the Filipino black brown spirit of my uncles. So much has been taken from us, even our voice. You give it back because you realize that you can’t have nothing if you don’t share. The Filipino youth that dropped by asked, is he Filipino? I said, yeah. Then they said isn’t he part Latino? And all I could say was, yeah, he’s that too and he ain’t ATE. That was day 8.


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