I went down to the neighborhood where I'm doing research by way of walking, taking the LRT, catching a tricycle, and then walking again, only to find that my interviews today were postponed until tomorrow. In desperation, I ended up trying to find queer people all by myself, which is how I spent my afternoon looking for lesbians in a women's jail.
I'm officially in trouble.
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A tricycle?
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