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	<description>No Poem Is the Only Poem. No Story Is the Only Story. No Kings.</description>
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		<title>Learning About Tough Love in Costa Rica</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[It had all started with Jenny on a sunny day that turned to twilight, around 6. I was walking to the bus stop from the cultural center in Costa Rica’s capital of San Jose where I was taking a two-week Spanish language class. That’s when I saw her, the exotic-looking lady who captured my eye. She looked to be in her mid-30s, a combination of Central American indigenous Indian mixed in with Spanish/European heritage.]]></description>
		
		
		
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