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		<title>By: polywog</title>
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		<description>Dear Pablo,
I first learned of Grenada from reading Audre Lorde&#039;s Sister Outsider.  I was couch surfing in Asheville, North Carolina in the summertime, and all i had to write in was a tiny 2 by 3 inch handmade journal, so I responded with this:

Learning History

Today I was sad
so sad
i walked slowly
to the chocolate store
and chose
from the case
a chocolate
let it melt over the tongue
of 1983, Grenada</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dear Pablo,<br />
I first learned of Grenada from reading Audre Lorde&#8217;s Sister Outsider.  I was couch surfing in Asheville, North Carolina in the summertime, and all i had to write in was a tiny 2 by 3 inch handmade journal, so I responded with this:</p>
<p>Learning History</p>
<p>Today I was sad<br />
so sad<br />
i walked slowly<br />
to the chocolate store<br />
and chose<br />
from the case<br />
a chocolate<br />
let it melt over the tongue<br />
of 1983, Grenada</p>
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