I just received an e-mail message from Allan, my mom's friend in Naples. He told me that my mom is doin' great in his place, that she just ate chips and salsa last night (diet daw si mama eh... sa umpisa lang), and that whenever Allan is out for work, mama enjoys the company of Pete. She feeds him and all that. By the way, Pete is a dog. Yes, a dog
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