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[Title] => How to keep on writing in 365 days
[Summary] => Lio Soriano, 24, is currently working as an IT auditor at SGV and Co. “While my job has a lot to do with numbers, my first and real love is the printed word. I write a blog, which is a repository of all the random thought bubbles I frequently pop.”
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Today is the first clear day in one long, soaking wet week. The sun is shining, the birds are chirping, and I trudge along weighed down by an enormous umbrella –the first time I carry one along. I’ve counted four empty cabs whose drivers looked to me hopefully for a fare. As I’ve spent the past few days being buffeted by wind and rain while pleading with every saint in the calendar for a cab, it strikes me as cruel for taxis to appear now.
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