LAST Sunday, I received a greeting from Bernie (not his real name), a former co-employee who would send me best wishes almost every weekend. It was the usual portrayal of cheers and gladness that people do over social media. This time, instead of a thumbs-up icon, I replied to Jun so that he could imagine me with a warm, smiling face.
In no time, this old-time former colleague dropped the bombshell. He needs financial help for his maintenance medicines.
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