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	<title>Comments on: Poems from a late-night street encounter</title>
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	<description>it&#039;s a good life, end of discussion</description>
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		<title>By: Chris Caporaso</title>
		<link>http://anothersunnyday.com/2007/06/27/317/comment-page-1#comment-5195</link>
		<dc:creator>Chris Caporaso</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2009 00:12:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ran into him today on Harvard Ave, gave him a dollar to cover those printing costs. I got 6 poems, on pinkish elementary school paper, which he kept handing to me and saying &quot;I want to put my poems in a book and share them with the world&quot;. Brightened up the rest of my walk considerably.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ran into him today on Harvard Ave, gave him a dollar to cover those printing costs. I got 6 poems, on pinkish elementary school paper, which he kept handing to me and saying &#8220;I want to put my poems in a book and share them with the world&#8221;. Brightened up the rest of my walk considerably.</p>
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		<title>By: Patrick Belken</title>
		<link>http://anothersunnyday.com/2007/06/27/317/comment-page-1#comment-5181</link>
		<dc:creator>Patrick Belken</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 26 Apr 2009 07:22:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>while walking through a back alley at 1am, ali approached me and gave me four poems, &quot;woman and men&quot;, &quot;are you listening my friend?&quot;, &quot;my country is the same as your country&quot;, and &quot;don&#039;t make your life zero&quot;. i only had 50 cents but i gave it to him because &quot;paper costs money to print on,&quot; according to him, ha. i&#039;m glad he&#039;s been around for a bit doing this type of thing.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>while walking through a back alley at 1am, ali approached me and gave me four poems, &#8220;woman and men&#8221;, &#8220;are you listening my friend?&#8221;, &#8220;my country is the same as your country&#8221;, and &#8220;don&#8217;t make your life zero&#8221;. i only had 50 cents but i gave it to him because &#8220;paper costs money to print on,&#8221; according to him, ha. i&#8217;m glad he&#8217;s been around for a bit doing this type of thing.</p>
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		<title>By: Jake</title>
		<link>http://anothersunnyday.com/2007/06/27/317/comment-page-1#comment-5163</link>
		<dc:creator>Jake</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Feb 2009 04:38:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>It&#039;s ironic because I ran into Ali Nikoonejad today on the bus.  He gave me a poem of his that he wrote titled &quot;Women and Men&quot;.  I&#039;m glad someone else thought the encounter with him was worth writing about.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>It&#8217;s ironic because I ran into Ali Nikoonejad today on the bus.  He gave me a poem of his that he wrote titled &#8220;Women and Men&#8221;.  I&#8217;m glad someone else thought the encounter with him was worth writing about.</p>
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