1111 was the street number of my childhood home in Cebu. We lived on a street named after coconuts: Ka-lubi-han, and every address line I've had to write on brought to mind the tallest trees to climb. I had this tattooed during one of my last visits to Cebu. It serves to remind me, that even if I am more of a visitor now, there was once a time when I knew no other home than the one in the street named after buko