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		<title>Enola</title>
		<link>http://thevitaminpress.com/2011/01/07/3196/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Jan 2011 07:00:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Oliver Smith Parker</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was the face of a lover he was considering now. Over a tour of two trips and the severed destinations he’d come to respect his authority in some moments. Here it was clear. The city had two faces. Divided even like night and day it was the history and the stenciled majesty that came [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Chestnut Leah</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 24 Aug 2010 07:00:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Oliver Smith Parker</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The stars that shone did not shine on Chestnut Leah.  They were for everybody else.  He was only under them because he had no other place to go.  He only had no other place to go because there was no other place he could want to be. There was as good as here.  And here was [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Hungry</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Jul 2010 07:00:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Oliver Smith Parker</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The colors on the couch were softer than they had been before. Owing mainly to very hard water belched out and coughed up from copper pipes into an iron basin they’d had little choice in the matter. Theirs was to fade at a rate of no more often than once a week with soaps and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>To a Lesser Degree</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 10 May 2010 20:14:54 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Oliver Smith Parker</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Johns sat down in a chair. It wasn’t his chair. He sat there anyway. The chair that was not John’s but sat him was in front of the professor’s desk and that is where Johns sat. He sat there immediately after having been told to do so. Johns was very good at following directions. He [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A Supermarket Now</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Apr 2010 18:52:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Oliver Smith Parker</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The cable bill hadn’t been paid for a long time, and so there was no cable.  The light bill hadn’t been paid for sometime either, still there was light.  It campaigned through half open windows.  It stood sentry at half beaten doors.  It crept down quick as it made its way through setting halls.  Holding [...]]]></description>
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		<title>My Extremely Important Earth Day Poem That You Must Read if You Care for the Environment and Want To Save The World!!</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Apr 2010 19:00:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Oliver Smith Parker</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[There is a world you want to save. You want to save it for the children. Well I&#8217;ve met your children. They&#8217;re assholes. And they don&#8217;t deserve a world to be saved for them.]]></description>
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		<title>Really Insane Acts of Avarice</title>
		<link>http://thevitaminpress.com/2010/03/30/really-insane-acts-of-avarice/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Mar 2010 01:03:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Oliver Smith Parker</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[One: Frantz and Bourge were good to music.  And after some reasonable considerations music was good to them.  That is why they were spending a perfectly lonesome Saturday night at home.  That is not why they didn’t hear the knock at the door. Frantz and Bourge did not hear the knock at the door because [...]]]></description>
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		<title>When Bush Comes to Shove</title>
		<link>http://thevitaminpress.com/2009/07/01/when-bush-comes-to-shove/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Jul 2009 07:00:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Oliver Smith Parker</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Honorable Chief To Be Hailed was a man in some trouble. His court appointments were a failure. His economic policies a fiasco. His socks did not match. This was all of some concern to the Honorable Chief To Be Hailed, but it was not unusual. He was always in some sort of trouble or [...]]]></description>
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