Tomorrow, elections will be held from the barangay elections to the mayoral elections.
For the past two months or so, the city has been bustling with posters plastered all over town and cars driving around blasting loud music from their speakers.
Even so, I've never heard a political speech before.
It's the same everywhere, but the posters are left up all the time.
It won't be cleaned up even after the election is over.
Leave it as it is until it rots and peels away.
And then live ammunition.
Cash is stapled to a piece of paper with the candidate's name written on it.
Gigi has been restless since this morning.
It means you can collect about 500 pesos in a day.
It might sound obvious, but cash is changing hands everywhere.
Our house was spared from having any posters put up, and the election period ended without incident.
Gigi asked her brothers and male relatives to paint the exterior walls.
'Step by step'.
Next, they're going to paint the eaves. Who knows when that will be.