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_The world outdoors was literally my playground. A new broken
bone or another wound was a cool souvenir from my exciting escapades. My concerns back then? Which path was dirtier to take, which insect was more difficult to catch, which tree was higher to climb.. and possibly fall from! |
_I remember when I left Binangonan to live independently in Makati, it was tough at first and this cellphone was the only literal connection I had to the place I call home. My face is on delight whenever I hear the ring tone, pick it up and imagine chatting with mom face to face.
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