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      <title>Howl by Allen Ginsberg  by Kevin arabit</title>
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      <pubDate>2019-07-26 00:27:58 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>LINE 1 &quot;I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,&quot;</title>
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         <pubDate>2019-07-26 00:32:31 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>LINE 3 &quot;angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,&quot;</title>
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         <pubDate>2019-07-26 00:35:03 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>LINE 2 &quot;dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,&quot;</title>
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         <pubDate>2019-07-26 00:35:06 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>LINE 4 &quot;who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz,&quot;</title>
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         <pubDate>2019-07-26 01:13:12 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>LINE 5 &quot;who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated,&quot;</title>
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         <pubDate>2019-07-26 01:13:52 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>LINE 6 &quot;who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy among the scholars of war,&quot;</title>
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         <pubDate>2019-07-26 01:15:26 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>LINE 7 &quot;who were expelled from the academies for crazy &amp; publishing obscene odes on the windows of the skull,&quot;</title>
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         <pubDate>2019-07-26 01:15:59 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>LINE 8 &quot;who cowered in unshaven rooms in underwear, burning their money in wastebaskets and listening to the Terror through the wall,&quot;</title>
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         <pubDate>2019-07-26 01:16:18 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>LINE 9 &quot;who got busted in their pubic beards returning through Laredo with a belt of marijuana for New York,</title>
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         <pubDate>2019-07-26 01:17:10 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>LINE 10 &quot;who ate fire in paint hotels or drank turpentine in Paradise Alley, death, or purgatoried their torsos night after night&quot;</title>
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         <pubDate>2019-07-26 01:17:30 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>LINE 11 &quot;with dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares, alcohol and cock and endless balls,</title>
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         <pubDate>2019-07-26 01:18:28 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>LINE 12 &quot;incomparable blind streets of shuddering cloud and lightning in the mind leaping toward poles of Canada &amp; Paterson, illuminating all the motionless world of Time between,&quot;</title>
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         <pubDate>2019-07-26 01:19:11 UTC</pubDate>
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