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Friday, May 20, 2011

I would stare at the grains of light suspended in that silent space, struggling to see into my own heart. What did I want? And what did others want from me? But I could never find the answers. Sometimes I would reach out and try to grasp the grains of light, but my fingers touched nothing.

Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via pinkpandulce)

Monday, May 9, 2011

Sunday, May 8, 2011

POP MART and Lazada Unite to Engage Filipino Toy Collectors Through Unboxings and IRL Events

The Philippines and Southeast Asia’s blind box obsession is now mainstream, and POP MART is at the heart of it, fuelling demand with exclusi...