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      <pubDate>2022-01-24 13:57:56 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Juan </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I’ve always been intrigued by all the different kind of green tones; along with brown, they give me a weird feeling of ~ realness ~, like its not just this boring and senseless routine I’ve learn to call life. When I picture my real life, I see myself traveling the entire world - with my eyes, the green and the brown born in nature capturing all the attention I might have; I see my hands being my most valuable tool of them all, giving my talents a chance to be real - with my hands, my guitar, my piano, and my brushes, giving me green and brown where I can’t see color; I see my heart being destroyed and restored every second, destroyed by love and restored by love too - with my heart, my people, my loved ones, my relationships, my cats, all of whom give my house its green and brown undertone everyone seems to notice and mention.<br>That’s my real, green and brown life</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-02-02 17:13:37 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Juliana</title>
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         <pubDate>2022-02-02 17:13:45 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Ana </title>
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         <pubDate>2022-02-02 17:13:51 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Jose</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The Cancun Sea was more blue than the heaven that a family watched with a big smile on the face just before of arrive to the private airport later of travel from Colombia, the family was so happy and fun to meet Cancun, only one thing have with scared that family and is that by the Coronavirus protocols, all the places that have public service was closed, liked disco, restaurants of whatever food, cenotes, museum, theater, hotel, stadium of football, etc, and later when they were driving on the&nbsp; highway taking photographies didn’t see some body else, so the panic start to increase and questioned where is the people of the city? What happened with the plans that have? And where they go to rest? &nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-02-02 17:14:06 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Ives</title>
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         <pubDate>2022-02-02 17:14:12 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>I opened my eyes, and I looked all the blue sky with many stars, it was a crazy moment because I was really exciting with this phenomenal stage, I could't stop to see it. I wanted to soar and take all the stars and know this sense of touching them. I look and all the space around me was green, full of plants; I try to get up from the soil, but when I started to walk I felt that the soil was getting melted, suddently a bee appear, it was flying around me, I tried to skip all over the garden as much as I could, because floor was coming down, and with the pass of the minutes avoiding fell down, in the background appeared a board showing the the store next to my house where sell pesticides for all kind of insects (above all for bees). The bee was being really anoying, It was trying to make me slip to the black background. I was sweating, I understood that it wanted that I close that store, because enviroment was getting worse. I made many gestures for telling it not to continue selling those products, but not matter what I made, it wanted that I fell down. Until I started to yell, I noticed I was dreaming, when I open my eyes a bee was flying in my room, I was really mad, because my fear rise and rise, until the fact I peed in the bed. I closed the store because my conscience wouldn't let me live in peace</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-02-02 18:06:47 UTC</pubDate>
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