Her TRACES
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Last published Mon, Jan 25, 2021
Paano kung makasalubong mo ang iyong kamukha sa ibang tao?
Paano kung ang kanyang mga gusto ay gusto mo rin at pati pagkilos ay halos hindi rin kayo nagkakalayo?
Paano kung isang araw ay gigising kang makita ang iyong sarili sa mga tabloid at telebisyon na ikaw ay nakapatay at tinutugis na ng batas at mga pulis? Isang sikat na serial killer na pumapatay ng halos lima katao sa isang araw!
Paano mo mapatunayan na ikaw ay inosente at hindi ikaw ang pumapatay?
What if they don't believe you?
What if they saw you as a mentally ill person?
How will you find the truth?
How will you find her traces to uncover her secrets?
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