Last summer, while rummaging our bodega filled with filthy old things, I saw a familiar tattered doll sitting quietly by the broken TV sets. It wore a red hat and an over-sized dress smeared with rat poop and urine. I cringed at the sight of a childhood that was long forgotten and abandoned through the years. I picked it up and brushed it off a bit
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Sinu-sino ba? Baka kilala ko. Haha. Pero, alam mo, minsan may tendency akong magaya yung writing style ng isang tao. Lalo pag walang hinto kong binasa. Ah. Hindi. Madalas ganun nga nangyayari. Masama ba yon? Oh, katangian ko talaga yun?
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