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			<title>The EAV Club</title>
			<description>In the early 1980&amp;#2013266066;s, I created a club, which I named E.A.V.:  Explorers, Adventures and Venturers (keep in mind, at 9 years old, I thought &amp;#2013266067;venturers&amp;#2013266068; was legitimate vocabulary.)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kellykarma/211477/</link>
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			<title>Writing Exercises to Stimulate the Imagination</title>
			<description>Unless a writer regularly exercises his/her imagination; one&amp;#2013266066;s creativity will become stale.</description>
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			<title>Running Away To Egypt (At Age 9)</title>
			<description>I do not know where I got it into my head (perhaps Indiana Jones is to blame), but a la 1981-ish, I decided I was going to move to Egypt (from suburban Reston, Virginia.)</description>
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			<title>No More Love Poems, Please!</title>
			<description>I have come to believe through timeThat love is no quite soAs would the eyes of the mother and childAnd love in Spring would show&amp;nbsp;It is quite the contrast of subtle fareA flash and fleeting bruteTo tempt us with its poetryBut leave us with repute&amp;nbsp;It is made of stained-g..</description>
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			<title>Halley's Haiku</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Plummeting quasarsBut the cracks in my concreteAre of my own trembling</description>
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			<title>Interpreter, Please!</title>
			<description>Kelly Patterson had a hard time trying to find out where Hlabisa was, and a harder time translating South African English into American English&amp;#2013266053;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kellykarma/211183/</link>
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			<title>What To Do When You Only Have 365 Days to Live</title>
			<description>A monthly planner</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Kellykarma/211180/</link>
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			<title>This Bus Departs at Nine O'Clock</title>
			<description>Mudslide: Tanzanian Style</description>
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