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			<title>THE HALF TICKET</title>
			<description>THEHALF TICKET&amp;ldquo;Can you please bequick &amp;ldquo;, she said to the rickshaw wala (cycle rickshaw driver). In India wehave those tricycle carriage, drawn by poor people who struggle for theirliving. Amita had to catch the train at 3:00 pm and I was already 2:15 pm byher watch. She use..</description>
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			<title>THE FATHER</title>
			<description>THE FATHER&amp;nbsp;And he left the house slamming the door on his parents face. He didn't knewwhat to do next.The parents and the child could not figure out what made thishappen and how to tackle this very situation. the demand for the son seemed tobe simple.&amp;nbsp;He needed a bike for setti..</description>
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