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Mark had one goal in Boracay: get the perfect tan. Armed with his shades, beach mat, and what he thought was high-end sunblock, he sprawled out confidently on White Beach.

 

Three hours later, he strutted into his hotel lobby like a roasted lechon. Tourists stared. The receptionist blinked twice before saying, “Sir, you okay?”

 

Mark grinned through the burn. “Of course. Just… feeling extra crispy today.”

 

Turns out, he grabbed whitening lotion instead of sunblock.

 

Boracay: where the sun shines bright, and mistakes shine brighter.

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