I found this picture at the Butuan Museum. These two dictators seemed like best friends. Although they had opposing ideology, both had ruled their respective countries with an iron hand.
Leaving Butuan in 1978 and returning first time in 2006, the feeling of "being home" again is now in my heart. Meeting old acquaintances, classmates and visiting those places I frequented when I was a child, bring both sweet and bitter memories of my childhood and teenage years. This blog will contain mostly photos of my visits.
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Dictators come and go. But the pain they inflict will remain.
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