“This is my house.” stated proudly my wife’s older sister as she showed my wife and I where she now lived. I was shocked at the site of her house. It was a beautiful freshly painted two-story house with a low white picket fence around it that was decorative in function, not a security type fence. This house would have looked in place in a middle-class neighborhood in the USA, but in this municipality Bohol it really stood out and you would have thought it was a rich person’s home. I knew my wife’s elder sister was not well off,
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