A Scorching Afternoon in the Philippines
A bead of sweat courses through a rough, scar-ridden forehead. The relentless bombardment of ultraviolet rays blankets a quiet street in unbearable heat. Panting dogs search for shade while clotheslines sway gently under the burning sun, displaying shirts, shorts, and towels drying almost instantly.
In the distance, echoes of tiny bells ring through the neighborhood as the ice cream vendor pushes onward, battling the heat just to make a living. It is the kind of midday heat every Filipino knows too well.