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      <pubDate>2020-06-13 17:48:10 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>7.mesele </div>]]></description>
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         <title>Installment #5: More questions than answers </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Before I died, I loved to climb mountains. Not big, thin-aired Himalayan mountains, but what grandpa called "kid mountains" just across the bridge. He bought me a special pair of boots that were heavy and had deep grooves cut into the soles for navigating the trails.&nbsp;<br><br>I miss the feeling of ground, even ground that betrays you with rocks that slip and cause you to tumble and scrape your knees. I can float to the kid mountains any time I want, but riding in the car with my dad was part of the fun. And when my grandpa was alive, he would come too, carrying walking sticks and wearing a floppy hat to protect his wrinkly skin from the sun.<br><br>My parents moved to Mexico after I died. I could have followed them there, could have watched them grow old, comfort each other, and learn to laugh again. I could have blown in as a breeze through their window in the jungle, and they would have known it was me. Parents are smart like that. But I think, ultimately, it's better for me to stay here and give them space to heal.<br><br>The tall man has not left bed today. He doesn't show emotion ever, but he is emitting only enough heat to survive. I think this means he is unwilling to try to be happy today. He has not opened the photography book he bought yesterday, but I wish he would so I could look at the picture.&nbsp;<br><br>Suddenly, the phone rings and the tall man is forced to sit up and walk across the room. He starts speaking rapidly in a language I cannot understand - Turkish? Italian? Japanese?&nbsp;<br><br>Who are you, HGB?&nbsp;<br><br></div>]]></description>
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