Every time Manny Pacquiao has a fight, Vince and I shop. If we were thieves, we'd have made off with millions worth of merchandise. I remember going to Greenhills some years ago and the stores were open but there was absolutely nobody there. No one at all. We waited at Fully Booked, browsing books, while somewhere in the store, muffled roars would rumble out. Finally, when the fight is done, the employees will trickle out and they're all happy and excited and then the malls would quickly fill up, traffic will get snarled up, and life in Manila goes back to normal.
This is how not normal looks like:
This last Pacquiao fight, we didn't go out. But it would've been nice to drive on a day like that!
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