March 09, 2015
March 2014, Angeles City, Philippines.
I asked John Nicole, a blonde boy wandering the slums of Angeles City if he knows where his father
lives. He replies in Tagalog, “Hindi ko po alam (I don’t know where my father is).” His hazel-colored,
almond-shaped eyes speak trouble. Forced to live in a packed hut with relatives and rodents, I am concerne...
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