Elias and Mara had a history written in high school yearbooks, dormant for seven years. In Dipolog, you cannot avoid an ex-lover; the city is too small. They meet by accident—or perhaps fate—at the boulevard, watching the vendors grill chicken inasal nearby.
The Dipolog Boulevard is the city’s arterial vein for romance. In April, the pavement radiates the day's accumulated heat, but by late afternoon, the "Habal-habal" (motorcycle taxis) start to park, and the benches fill up.
Here are a few possible storyline ideas for a romantic story set in Dipolog City in April: