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Goodbye, Kuya Eddie

The first time I saw him was in 1965 and I was about five to six years old. He came to our house in Roxas District, Quezon City to attend the birthday bash of my late father, short story writer, and public relations...

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Goodbye, Kuya Eddie

The first time I saw him was in 1965 and I was about five to six years old. He came to our house in...