Model: Adrian Adams, 20, freelance model
That’s the line from Tennessee Williams’ A Streetcar Named Desire, where lead character Blanche DuBois lived her life dependent on “the kindness of strangers.” Of course, it had a whole lot of meaning in that play, but today, I’m taking it in its simple form. Early this morning, I had an important appointment at the grand Makati City Hall. After that I went home. A good 3 hours passed by and I noticed that my wallet was missing. Since I turned the house upside down looking for that wallet, I presumed I must have left it at the city hall. It weirded me out that my wallet – with all my cards, real and fake id’s, receipts, prescriptions and what-nots, was somewhere in Makati, floating for anybody to see and scan. Something told me that I should not give it up for being lost forever. So I went back to the city hall, and tried their Lost and Found section at the lobby. My wallet was there. Intact. The woman guard told me that it was a man [“Mukhang mahirap, Sir, naka alpombra nga lang e“. Darn this woman.] who surrendered it there. It felt good finding my wallet – nothing lost, and it felt better knowing that there are still angels out there. This will have me smiling for the rest of the day. People are good.