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ALTHOUGH DADDY

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Nothing but the truth

By Rica Bolipata–Santos | October 2, 2005 - 12:00am

A few days ago, Marty, my six-year-old daughter, caught me crying. She looked at me, her eyes wider than usual and asked why. I’m not sure anymore what my answer was; I think something about feeling pain in...

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