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		<title>Story of a Privileged Nerd</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[I don’t remember learning to read, only that one moment I couldn’t and the next moment I could and my world changed forever. A shy only child, I was suddenly surrounded by a great cloud of witnesses.]]></description>
		
		
		
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		<title>The Cure of Madame Zelenska &#8211; Editor&#8217;s Pick</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[Claire smiled. “But how did you know?”

“How did I—give me a break. You’re riding on stories. Prairies and plains, right outside the window, and you’re looking at neck wrinkles? It’s a no-brainer, dear.”]]></description>
		
		
		
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