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      <pubDate>Sat, 05 Apr 2008 11:23:00 -0000</pubDate>
      <dc:creator>Roey</dc:creator>
      <title>The Stranger's eyes</title>
      <description>An ashen stranger returns my gaze.Her eyes, the window of the soul, tell.Dull, spiritless with a deathly veiland deep blue gray circles beneath.She stares perplexed, mystified.Her hand touches her forehead.She winces in pain.She fumbles clumsily with her pills.I feel sorry for her.I turn off the bright bathroom lightso I can no longer see the mirror.  </description>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2008 14:00:00 -0000</pubDate>
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      <title>Car-jacked</title>
      <description>Was that a glint of light? I blink three times.Sinking feeling in my gut, I panic.Not NOW! I'm driving. I blink twice.I try to focus on the street signs.Can I read them? Is that an F or a P?Is that spot supposed to be there? I blink again.Pretty purple lightening bolts dance before my eyes.Agony will start in twenty minutes, I will wish I were dead.Pulling over I search my bag for my phone and pills.Say hello my little friend. Car-jacked again.</description>
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