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The turtle isn’t unlucky

By ANIMALANDIA By Kim Atienza | February 5, 2005 - 12:00am

I remember vividly my San Andres boyhood kabarkada smashing to death a pet turtle. The hapless chelonian left to die by the roadside with a broken carapace was blamed for the death of my playmate’s father. I...

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