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			<title>Patizambo</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Weare Mexican. I&amp;rsquo;m sure. The Molcajete bowls, the shawls, the Huicholo in theface of my Great-grandfather. We are Mexican. I am sure of it. Abuela says thatwe are Spaniards from Seville. Moorish b******s with stones for tongues. Thisis how she explains the empty spaces betwee..</description>
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			<title>Hitam</title>
			<description>Older but unpublished story from my bus days. Many poems and stories about culture and eavesdropping came from that time.</description>
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