To Keep a Homeless Mafia Boss
Kaysa nakakahiga nga ako at nakakatulog sa malaki at malambot na kama, pero maghapon naman akong nakakulong dito sa apat na sulok ng kwarto na 'to.
My tears flowed freely, a torrent of emotion that washed over me, cleansing me, purifying me. The anger, the frustration, the despair— lahat ng 'yon, nagsabay sabay na. And it seems like a tempestuous storm that threatened to overwhelm me. But beneath the storm, beneath the chaos, there was a flicker of defiance, a spark of determination, a quiet resolve to fight back.
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