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Why is fate twisted and cruel?
I guess happiness is not for me...
- Leticia.
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Sun rays come as nature's treasures, furnishing brilliance to what was hidden even under the passing shadow of the evening. The dawn brought a new freshness to the light as if the world had been upgraded to some higher definition. The sun has not yet fully revealed itself, but the people have started working. When the morning finally came, the streets were already closed, people flocked to certain locations. Drums are beating loud and clear. Colorful costumes are being worn by the street dancers as they proudly proclaim "Viva Vigan!"
The celebration raised the ambient soul of the community to a broad shared smile. Today is the
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