His name was Arnel. He was a bright, intelligent, fun-loving student, and he was brilliant at math. He wanted to be an engineer and work at the US Navy Base in Subic Bay. He was my student. But the fun and happiness went out of Arnel’s life, like that of so many other bright students, when his parents broke up. His father had found a bar girl from one of the hundreds of sex bars that was the only employment provided by the city administration to their eternal shame in those days.
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