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Our clothes were drenched, our hair formed spikes, our skin was cold, but our spirits weren’t dampened one bit. We shook hands and pulled each other up, even if we didn’t know the other’s name. We thanked one another. Then we continued to chant our demands, and eventually, we cried in unison as we dispersed — “Babalik kami nang mas marami!” I would remember those words. We were the people, not a mob, and ours was a fire that could not be watered down.
Posted on: Sun, 03 Aug 2014 16:53:40 +0000

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