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CONNELL AND BUMPUS AND ABANADOR AND ABAYAN

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Samar of ‘02

By Butch Dalisay | February 11, 2002 - 12:00am

I knew that we weren’t driving into Tokyo or Singapore when my cellphone signal gave out shortly after we crossed San Juanico Bridge from Tacloban and entered Samar. I hadn’t been there in 20 years, but...

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