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A Bohol sojourn

By Butch Dalisay | December 22, 2003 - 12:00am

I found myself last Sunday afternoon reading the papers on a park bench in front of St. Joseph’s Cathedral in Tagbilaran, Bohol, beneath a tree on which what must have been a thousand birds were roosting and,...

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