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		<title>With Fresh Eyes and Open Ears</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[This past month, I traveled back to the land of my fortuitous birth.  I summoned the courage to put down my preconceived notions and simply be.  I wanted to hear stories, truths, propaganda and lies.  I wanted to meet my family—those people who knew of me before I knew of them.  I wanted to, had to, break through my wall of emotional resistance (or at least climb over it) until I could counter fiction with fact, fact with acceptance, and acceptance with love. ]]></description>
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