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			<title>The Journal of Frederick Douglas</title>
			<description>The Journal of Frederick DalisiAugust 3, 1995-Today I arrived in Brazil by a small two seater propeller plane. The ride here was pretty rough for there was a storm brewing in the distance which made the winds jerk us around. We soon landed on a dirt runway near a small research located about 3 hours..</description>
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			<title>The Woeful Night</title>
			<description>A tale of a man on a night. </description>
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			<title>The Wanderer of the Sand</title>
			<description>Wanderer of the SandsIt was a terrible day.The sky was full of clouds and it was snowing heavily making it very cold. As Isaid before, it was very terrible. Well anyway, I was on my way to a small townin Egypt located near the Sahara where it would be nice and warm. On my planeride there..</description>
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