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      <title>Guess Where? by Mitsu Gunsolus Mitsu Gunsolus</title>
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      <description>Post your description, then read your classmates&#39; posts. Comment with your guess of WHERE they&#39;re describing!</description>
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      <pubDate>2020-11-20 09:35:51 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Shreya</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1263305655</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>As I walk, the wind ruffles my long black hair, tousling it and causing many errant strands to flutter widely in all directions. Moist and salty, the chilly breeze carries with it, the overbearing scent of fish and mildew. As I near the waves, sinking my feet up till my ankles into the wet sand, the crashing noise of water meeting land becomes more prominent. While I gaze at the arrival and departure of the waves, I notice the tiny holes in the sand getting filled with water and spasming as the water goes back. I look past the water to notice that the orange-gold stretches far and wide in the vast expanse before me. In the softly rolling dunes, the sand shares the slightest hue of this gold. My gaze drifts from the sand to the shifting water, reveling in the receding rays of the day as if they were leaving me with a frisson of energy and an air of mystery for the new day to come. The waves crash again, spraying my calves and flicking the tiniest grains of sand into my eyes. I discern how the water is rough, smooth and a dark shade of blue in stark contrast to the soft, white-golds of the sand; yet they somehow fit together.   </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-03 12:15:40 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Audrey</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1263310345</link>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-03 12:17:20 UTC</pubDate>
         <guid>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1263310345</guid>
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         <title>Krish Panjabi</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1263320082</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>The beautiful view of buildings and fictional characters posing for pictures. Buildings that are only found in utopias. There so many buildings that were only seen in children's movies and books. It felt like our favorite characters came alive to meet us. The nice smell of food and nature. The jolly children waiting to meet their favorite characters. The adults watching over their children and enjoying the Ice Cream. Children playing on the swings and their parents feeding them ice cream and children's face smothered with Ice Cream.  </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-03 12:20:36 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Deva</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1265971579</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div><br>As I’m sitting down and waiting for a waiter I smell the warm comforting smell of coffee all around the room. As people enter and and to open the noisy overwhelming sound coming from the street into the room point. It’s only 10 but the place is almost full . Near us we can hear the chair for thinking of happy birthday coming from the children.The cake is served the candles are blown and the crowd roars with applause.As time passes the smell of coffee is overwhelmed with meat being fails and pizza is being cooked point from where I’m sitting the lights are dim.The only sunlight comes from the entrance.<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-03 20:33:33 UTC</pubDate>
         <guid>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1265971579</guid>
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         <title>Abhinav Kumar</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1266009060</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>As I step foot into the room, past the immense doors, a whoosh of sweet pure air passes all around me, carrying the sweet scent of roses, countless burning candles, and fresh incense sticks. The air feels revitalising and welcoming. As I continue to walk in, the flow of air comes to a stop and all motion is still. Everything is motionless other than the tiny orbs of orange and yellow of candles fluttering in the distance. I make my way towards the front of the great hall with its domed ceiling with majestic, holy arches and chandeliers. As I walk on, I pass by benches. Many benches lined in a uniform and formal way that face the front. Other from silence I hear low muttering of prayers coming from people sitting or kneeling on this benches. As I reach the front of the hall, my eyes are blessed with an exalted idol, covered in richly colored flowers that seem to be glittering like stars in an autumn dark sky. The innumerable candles and incense sticks are right in front of me in a large array of orange, yellow, clear class and a lot of melting white. I find a free spot right in the center in front of the idol and place my burning candles. I say my prayers and wishes and sprint to the back of the huge assembling of the benches to kneel down for a while. After everything I get up and walk back taking one more  quick glance of the magical hall. As I make my way out the whoosh of air picks up and leaves me with a sense of accomplishment.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-03 20:43:21 UTC</pubDate>
         <guid>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1266009060</guid>
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         <title>Hannah</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1267858530</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>After a 15 minute drive, we arrived at the birthplace of magic and dreams. We walked in and saw a bunch of happy adults, and even happier children, and they walked in all directions with their unmistakable merch from head to toe. My favorite thing about that place was flying all over the world in 20 minutes. After spending sometime at the "common meeting place", we got a ride to the home of some very famous women. These women look like they may appeal only to the younger generation, but the older generation finds them equally as inspirational. There was a strong breeze for a while, then the sun decided to prove its power and we started melting like our cold, sweet snack. We didn't want our journey to end there, so we walked to Italy and had some pizza and pasta. We  didn't have time to visit the famous animals, but it was a great day overall.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-04 08:25:00 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Audrey</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1268011889</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>This place is as colorful as a 3 year old's apron after painting. It is filled with so much noise that all of the noises between the blabbering  around and the other noises sound like a song of gibberish with no rythm.<br>The people in this place smile from one ear to another as they leap for joy after winning at something they were focused on and determined to win. the change of light reminded my of some teenager's room at midnight. A lot of times, when I'm there, it feels so hot. Nearly as hot as I feel after finishing a workout.<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-04 09:13:55 UTC</pubDate>
         <guid>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1268011889</guid>
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         <title>Hannah&#39;s comment to Abhi K</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1268019084</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>Is it a temple??</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-04 09:16:06 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Audrey&#39;s comment to Abhi K</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1268052302</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>i guess the place you wrote about is a temple or a religious place<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-04 09:26:27 UTC</pubDate>
         <guid>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1268052302</guid>
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         <title>Abhinav Aghosh</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1268055829</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>Two benches in the middle of lockers with students wearing masks sitting on them to do their homework or revise for their first-period class. I can smell and taste the breakfast they brought from home to avoid missing the most important meal of the day, or they just wanted to be full before school starts. I can hear them chattering and complaining along with the occasioning conversation with students who just arrived. Even then, I could feel the heat of the sun entering from outside. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-04 09:27:36 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Audrey&#39;s comment to Shreya</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1268059275</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>is it a beach </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-04 09:28:44 UTC</pubDate>
         <guid>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1268059275</guid>
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         <title>Audrey&#39;s comment to Deva</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1268063950</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>is it a restaurant? maybe Bombay Masala</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-04 09:30:15 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Hannah&#39;s comment to Audrey</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1268084925</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>Yours is really hard. But is it like an arcade or something?</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-04 09:37:21 UTC</pubDate>
         <guid>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1268084925</guid>
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         <title>Gweha </title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1268103786</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>Different type of plants in one place green grass growing in the middle of it. Palm tress roses, tulips and many others beautiful flowers and plants. Beautiful fountain standing in the center of it.  Dogs and kids running around playing, parents sitting on benches waiting talking to other parents. The kids are tired they have a picnic under the tree hiding from the burning and hot sun who has been "burning" they're skin with sweat dripping and sticking to their clothes.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-04 09:43:51 UTC</pubDate>
         <guid>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1268103786</guid>
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         <title>Gabel</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1268191421</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>The burgers are sus, you don't know what they are made of. If you leave one burger without touching it for a year it will be the exact same. You're probably gonna regain all the weight you tried losing the last past weeks. That drink is so damn fresh bro, and what do they put in those fries, if someone told me they sprinkled some crack on it i wouldn't be surprised. Let me get some ice.cream, oh no who broke the machine again. There's a bunch of people here, next time I'll try online delivery or something. I'll invite you again so we can get fat together some time, but definitely not if I'm going or meet your parents or it's a a professional meeting.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-04 10:13:36 UTC</pubDate>
         <guid>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1268191421</guid>
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         <title>Harjaap</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mgunsolus/Bookmarks/wish/1268264011</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div> The walls are largely covered in wood paneling, and it's dimly lit with magenta-colored lights lining the tops of the walls. There are four TVs mounted.  The sounds of chatter and the lovely music from the speakers. The smell of the place largely consists of hot frying oil. I was waiting for my dinner.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-03-04 10:37:22 UTC</pubDate>
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