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Miguel’s forged passport bore the name of one Marco Barrameda but it had his own picture in it. He paid him three thousand pesos in cash for the finished job before he went back to the car. Once inside, he opened the vehicle’s interior light and under its dim light, he examined his new passport. Miguel was convinced that Ding has done a perfect job. He duplicated every detail in it so masterfully that even Miguel would not even recognized which was which once put beside a genuine passport. And he was confident that it would pass as a real one under an airport officer’s strict eye. Satisfied with his new tool in his arsenal, Miguel went on to find a cheap hotel near the NAIA terminal 1. He found a budget-friendly one and it was only less than five hundred meters from the terminal its
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