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Dreams from my alma mater

By Joanne Rae M. Ramirez | April 21, 2009 - 12:00am

On Black Saturday, I bumped into Sister Fe Emanuel, r.a., of the Assumption Convent in Antipolo, her white and purple habit standing out even amongst the crowd at Rustan’s Makati (Sister Fe must have been buying...

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