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THE SECURITY GUARD WHO ALWAYS NODDED AT ME
Every morning before going to work in Quezon City, I would pass through the building lobby where the security guard stood on duty. I always greeted him.
“Good morning, sir,” I would say.
He wasn’t talkative. He wasn’t even the type to smile. But whenever I walked past, he would …
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