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I don’t know whether these people are staring at my legs alone or whether they are just looking at the ruddy wounds on both of them. While walking to ThreeSixty Pharmacy in Tisa and then towards the Ceres Liner bus at the South Bus Terminal this morning, everyone—boys and girls alike—seemed to wonder where on earth I got these. Dear, they’re my remembrance from the 10/15/13 Bohol-Cebu earthquake. I’ve never felt this self-conscious all my life, for I’ve never seen so many eyes upon my legs.