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up after realizing the dastardly stomach flu I had at the time hindered me from forking in more than a single bite — and that the plump but raggedy lad who’d tapped my window and resentfully accepted it had ditched by a lamppost, coconut shavings scattered on the asphalt and all.
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Derelict, my balls

By Paolo Lorenzana | March 29, 2008 - 12:00am

I’ve given up on street kids recently. It was the sight of the oven-fresh  restaurant bibingka on the curb that did it — one that I had a waiter wrap up after realizing the dastardly stomach flu...

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