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It's only the Prologue

By Stacy Danika S. Alcantara | April 3, 2011 - 12:00am

Looking back at roughly a couple of years ago—nice sunny afternoon underneath a canopy of wispy clouds, suffocating but still smiling in an oversized black graduation gown and a morat board hat on my head,...

Freeman Opinion