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		<title>On a Train 1</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 17:38:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Nick</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Three minutes and forty five seconds is the average time you’re trapped between stops on the A train between Brooklyn and Manhattan. There isn’t a huge amount that can happen in that time, but, for example, it is enough time to get attacked by a drunk, homeless, drug-ridden, disease-ridden, defecating, lonely, sixty year old. For [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Playing Pool Near Omaha, Nebraska</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 17:21:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Nick</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[A complete cross-section of the American population can be found in pool rooms. My local hall, Eastside Billiards, had a plaque which stated “Pool and Sex: two things you don’t have to be good at to enjoy.” True. Any of our regulars would agree. They included a divorce judge, an opera singer, a plumber, teachers, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Old Logo for this site</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 17:20:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>The Poem That got me Reported in Class</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 16:51:25 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Nick</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I went to the New School and did a poetry class (my first ever). We were asked to write a concrete poem (one where the positioning of the words on the page mean something). I did the following, and it got me reported. I understand the writing isn&#8217;t great, but was it really worth an [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A Plutonian Snore 2</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 16:46:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Nick</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Fed up upon a midnight dreary, I labored with eyes red and bleary,
O’er an epic tome of aging prose and poems bound to bore—
While I noodled, nearly napping, suddenly an inner clapping!
Rhyme, no less, had found a way of slapping me awake once more.
“’Tis a happenstance,” I muttered, “a weary chance mistake I’m sure—
Only this [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Stereotypical Boss</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 16:36:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Nick</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I just got fired. It’s not the economy—after all, this was the third time I was fired from the same job. But it was probably deserved.
To begin with, the job was beyond me. Starting off behind the bar at Eastside Billiards I had the honor of being able to call myself “the worst bartender in [...]]]></description>
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		<title>No Candidate Left Behind</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 23 Aug 2009 00:44:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Nick</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[About Politics]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Barack Obama was not the only African American running for president in the 2008 elections. But few knew of Cynthia McKinney, Georgia’s first African-American Congresswoman and this year’s Green Party Candidate.
In a plurality-takes-all political climate, little knowledge of the third-party candidates is understandable. Many believe that voting for a third party is a waste of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>And Now We Wait &#8211; a Dream</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 23 Aug 2009 00:24:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Nick</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[- Written on Nov 15th 06.
It was as if I’d appeared in the foyer of an airport. It was as impressive as it was empty. Huge window arches, sweeping swathes of light reflecting off the walls, the floor a collage of grey and brown patterns, the faint sounds of jet engines echoing around an otherwise [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Monsters in our Midst</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 23 Aug 2009 00:10:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Nick</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[- This was the title of an essay I had been set for class, which reminded me of the first time I went out for a drink with my soon-to-be girlfriend (and now ex-girlfriend), AK. The boss, JWS, was also along, trying to get lucky.
Monsters in our Midst
 
We’ll get underway at a locals’ bar [...]]]></description>
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		<title>To the Staff of the Basin Harbor Club</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Aug 2009 22:16:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Nick</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dear Staff of the Basin Harbor Club,
I am writing this from the edge of the long concrete pier next to the harbor office, last night’s shirt rippling in the breeze, the morning sun just about to break a little warmth through the fog over the lake.
Over the last day or so I’ve been wondering how [...]]]></description>
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