Manila Feast of the Nazarene, the air was cool and crisp. It was the second week of January 1997. Thousands of people gathered on the street during the parade of the Black Nazarene. Amidst the coolness of the weather, everybody’s sweating due to the heavy crowd. Some are praying, crying, shouting, and some even fainted. On the second floor in one of the houses in a small alley in San Andres, two people were getting intimate, Sabel, 38, and Michael is 23 years old. Aunt Sabel, as Michael fondly calls her when he was young was his mom’s friend. She owns a small store while her husband, Tony, works in the Municipal Hall of Metro Manila as a security guard. She has two teenage daughters. Overcame with passion, they were oblivious to their surroundings. Suddenly, Oliver, Mike’s childhood friend shouted that Sabel’s husband is coming. Micheal Jumped out of the window to find Tony face to face. He was holding a baton and was about strike Mike in the head when h
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