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      <title>Abnegation or Dauntless? by OLIVIA FANTINI</title>
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      <pubDate>2019-02-06 17:04:58 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Chapter 1, p.7</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"I pause by a window in the E Wing and wait for the Dauntless to arrive. I do this every morning."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-02-06 20:53:33 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Chapter 2, p.15</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"The last thing I want to do is lie down on the ground in front of the dog--making its teeth level with my face-- but it's the best option I have."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-02-06 20:58:48 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Chapter 2, p.16</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"As she runs toward the dog at my side, I open my arms to warn her, but I am too late... I don't think, I just jump; I hurl my body at the top of the dog, wrapping my arms around its thick neck."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-02-06 21:02:29 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Chapter 3, p.25</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"I offer the man a small bag of apple slices."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-02-06 21:03:57 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Chapter 3, p.26</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"I picture myself bringing my elbow back and hitting him. I see the bag of apples flying away from me. I hear my running footsteps. I am prepared to act."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-02-06 21:04:22 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Chapter 4, p. 30</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"I hear a train horn, so faint it could easily be wind whistling through an alleyway. But I know when i hear it. It sounds like the Dauntless, calling me to them."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-02-06 21:05:15 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Chapter 4, p.27</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"The houses on my street are all the same size and shape. They are made of gray cement, with few windows, in economical, no-nonsense rectangles... To some they might seem gloomy, but to me their simplicity is comforting."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-02-06 21:08:21 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Chapter 4, p. 31</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"My father drops his bag at the door... Other people see him as an opinionated man--to opinionated, maybe--but he's also loving."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2019-02-06 21:11:44 UTC</pubDate>
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