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No Regrets

By An Autobiography by Mary H. Prieto | January 5, 2003 - 12:00am

When we arrived in Manila, we went straight to my in-laws’ house. My mother-in-law didn’t recognize me. She said, "Hello, Morita." She mistook me for Morita Roces. I corrected her and she said...

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