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A strange conversation

FILIPINIANA CORNER

A FEW years ago I was having a beer at the bar of the mythical Oarhouse, in Malate. It's a bar where, fortunately, people from all walks of life come in: patrons, tourists, professionals, students and, from time to time, the occasional celebrity. That night I was approached by an apparently very nice guy and we started talking.

'What do you do?' I asked after a while.