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      <pubDate>2022-09-05 21:50:32 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Sophia Heredia</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1. Wiping his dry hands on his jeans<br>2. Biking to Connie's house.<br>3. That couldn't be true.<br><br>1. Mashing up the wealthy and the media and the government into an indistinct vessel of evil, perpetrators of the grand hoax.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-12 19:45:45 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Julia Krider</title>
         <author>juliakrider23</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>strange word choices:&nbsp;<br>p. 93 "... into the dirge of mediocrity..."<br>p. 72 "I was thrilling at our collusion..."<br>p. 41 "... the gaudy, prickling tease..."<br><br>sentence fragments:&nbsp;<br>p. 37 "How they told me I was having fun all the time, and there was no way to explain that I wasn't."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-12 19:46:21 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>lexi</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1. "silver jackets" (gum wrappers) pg 34<br>2. "they notice what we want noticed" pg 34<br>3.&nbsp;"trilled"</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-12 19:46:39 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Isabel Parker </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1. Biking to Connie's house<br>2. I wanted that- a sourceless, toneless wave carried from me to Russell. (Cline 119).<br>3. There was nothing to figure out, no complicated puzzles." (Cline 189)<br><br>Vocab&nbsp;<br>1. "The plainness of her retelling, devoid of any inflection made the story worse."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-12 19:46:59 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Kirthana Senthil</title>
         <author>kirthanasenthil23</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Sentence fragments:<br><br>p.g. 137: But I couldn't sleep.<br><br>p.g. 171: Rearranged his face.<br><br>p.g.178: Weaving sections into tight, lacy braids, using her pinched fingernails to flay split ends.<br><br>p.g.230: That stupid gold record.<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-12 19:47:03 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Catherine O&#39;Callaghan</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"the copse of trees that had always looked vaguely attended by evil" pg.100<br><br>"the beam of motorcycle headlights blanched the tree branches and illuminated the exposed foundation of the house, the black dog crouching over an unseen prize" pg 128</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-12 19:47:13 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Claire Robinson</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1. not in my store. pg 71<br>2. then relief. pg 134<br>3. mays nice. pg 65<br>vocab:<br>trilled<br>fastidious<br>goaded</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Erin Carney</title>
         <author>erincarney23</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1. No. (135)<br>2. But I crashed hard. (134)<br>3. A little younger. (145)<br>4. This old dog. (149)<br>5. Okay. (148)<br>6. Salamanders idling around the filter.&nbsp;(156)<br><br>Strange vocab<br>1. ..that I was being shunted to boarding school, that perpetual municipality of unwanted children.&nbsp;(74)<br>2. She floated around the boarder with the dreamy solicitude of beaten wives, and even my offer to help with the dishes was met with a mild cower.&nbsp;(185)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-12 19:47:32 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Eva </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1. Too cold, no oysters (10)<br>2. Of Russell's imminent record deal (101)<br>3. Like royalty in exile (3)<br><br>... a veneer of scholarship masking the essential ghoulishness of the endeavor (19)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-12 19:47:39 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Sarah </title>
         <author>juliakrider23</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1. A red sweater I had lent Connie and never gotten back.<br>2. Whether Suzanne was looking for me or not.<br>3. A curious thrill behind my eyes.<br><br>4. It was part of a grid of ad hoc existence..."</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-12 19:48:09 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Wendy Wang</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>P161<br>- Diamond rings, cool streams, apple trees.<br>P147<br>- She seemed like a kitten, affable and mild, her warm shoulder bumping against mine.<br>- The usual patches of rusted signs, a pair of humming neon eyes over the door.</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Candy Han</title>
         <author>dihan23</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"The dark mountain road, the sunless sea" (8)<br>"The pressurized swish of the refrigerator" (8)<br>"Just the dull terror, the physical pain that would have to be suffered through" (9)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-12 19:48:24 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Maddy Martin</title>
         <author>madisonmartin23</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/ctercek/j7l7y1vv88hr3ggg/wish/2293043308</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>1. The sign of them;<br>2. The skin tight and pink and fresh without hair or freckles.<br>3. He was not as handsome as my father but still.<br>&nbsp;<br>Vocab<br>The though of Sasha gorging on that macabre glut made me uneasy</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-12 19:48:29 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Kaitlyn Beltz</title>
         <author>kaitlynbeltz23</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1. "Must have willed me to be quiet" pg. 84<br>2. "not alcohol" pg.126<br>3. "Some internal twinge" pg 103<br>4 "A deer, maybe" pg. 165</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-12 19:48:32 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Bella </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1. His Mother's.<br>2. change himself to fit the person like water taking on the shape of whatever vessel it was pour on.<br>3.&nbsp; Cut pain with a gesture of civility.&nbsp;<br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-12 19:48:33 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Isabella Mehrabian</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>1. Tragic and separate (pg 3)<br>2. Royalty in exile (pg 3)<br>3. Their faces change like a shutter opening; the unlocking behind the eyes (pg 8)<br>4. Monotony of ceiling (pg 131)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-12 19:48:40 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Shannon </title>
         <author></author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Right in the middle of a park swarming with people." (39)<br>"Coddled by the studio system, fed whipped milk and eggs, or broiled liver and five carrots, the same dinner my grandmother ate every night of my childhood." (36)<br>"Turning the point until it softened and she could draw slashes at each eye, making her look sleepy and Egyptian." (30)<br><br>Vocabulary:<br>strident (53), portent (56), calcifying (62), synchronicity (68), consumptive (135), sloggy (155), laquered (171), and addendum (179)<br><br></div>]]></description>
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