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The B’laan

We’ve just come back from a half-day of driving on rural Philippine roads to visit with a clan of the B’laan tribal group. This tribe has been planting coffee on Mt. Matutum, part of the agricultural land reserve that they occupy, for the last 20 years. Their coffee farming helps…

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On a Sunday Bloody Sunday

U2 – Sunday, Bloody Sunday LyricsI can’t believe the news todayI can’t close my eyes and make it go away How longHow long must we sing this song?How long, how long?Tonight we can be as oneTonight Broken bottles under children’s feetAnd bodies strewn across a dead end streetBut I won’t…

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