TONY ENRIQUEZ

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                    [Summary] => I was a high school sophomore, if memory serves, and getting my usual crew cut at Koken’s in Zamboanga City when I read my first Tony Enriquez. It was a story called "The Surveyor." I found it in a copy of the Free Press (then edited by Locsin Sr.) that I had picked out of a stack of magazines provided by the barber-shop. I found the story most refreshingly strange – indeed, exotic. But what made it especially interesting for me was the rather incidental fact that its realm was Cotabato, the province of my birth.


                    [DatePublished] => 2004-03-01 00:00:00
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                    [AuthorName] => Francis C. Macansantos
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Heart of light

By Francis C. Macansantos | March 1, 2004 - 12:00am

I was a high school sophomore, if memory serves, and getting my usual crew cut at Koken’s in Zamboanga City when I read my first Tony Enriquez. It was a story called "The Surveyor." I found it in a...

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