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... ened, and I had never seen his eyes twinkle the way they did just then.
The house before us was a humble nipa hut, only large enough to accommodate a room or two. A tall talisay tree rose beside it, casting a wide shadow over the yard. A woman, about my age, was sweeping beneath the shade, gathering dead leaves into a small mound.
We stood there for a few moments, listening to the sound of the walis-tingting brushing against the dark soil, before Vicente finally spoke.
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