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Three marias in the family was never difficult for my parents to keep track with. I remember heading straight home after class and verging away from those night life and rendevous under the sun. My parents devoted themselves to guard these three marias...and they did grow quite alright. What makes us look just the same?i guess that is more than the genes, i think it also has something to do with the food we eat, the lifestyle we share and the invisible bond called sisterhood, it is more than what science can explain. Growing up with these two persons i call my sisters was fun, we do dress-ups, make-ups, boy googling, shopping, movie watching, and all sorts of atrocious behavior we could think of. We are a one of a kind mixture, a philosopher, a hermit and a..nevermind. :) which keeps me wondering how did my brother ever found a normal childhood surrounded by these beauties?
