It happened while I was in the midst of the most mundane of things—I was washing the dishes—when my mother cried for my attention, gesturing to the birdcage, panic plain in her voice. I hurried to find one of the birds on the floor of the cage, shallowly breathing.
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Having successfully extracted myself from the hell that is School (momentarily, that is), I blissfully climbed the Everest, a Ford SUV which is matter-of-factly deserving of its name. Instead of the Route to Home though, we were tracing the streets of Manila for Star City.
(As expected, I’ve never been to the said place, which further increased my Lameness Meter by ten-fold. Or by a twenty.)
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