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      <title>Project E: Strangeness by Hannah Vivar</title>
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      <pubDate>2022-09-15 17:33:37 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;Journey Back to the Source&quot; by Alejo Carpentier</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>Character: Don Marcial</strong></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-15 17:53:11 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"Many relatives reappeared. Many friends came back again. The chandeliers in the great drawing room glittered with brilliant lights. The cracks in the facade were closing up, one by one. The piano became a clavichord. The palm trees lost some of their rings. The creepers let go of the upper cornice. The dark circles around Ceres's eyes disappeared, and the capitals of the columns looked as if they had been freshly carved" (Carpentier 421).</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-15 17:55:12 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"One morning when he was reading a licentious book, Marcial suddenly felt a desire to play with the lead soldiers lying asleep in their wooden boxes" (Carpentier 426).</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-15 17:56:15 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;The Nose&quot; by Nikolai Gogol</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>Character: Kovalev</strong></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-15 18:09:25 UTC</pubDate>
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         <author>hviva003</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"How was it possible, indeed, that the nose which just yesterday was on his face, unable to drive or walk—should be in a uniform!" (Gogol 307)</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-15 18:10:54 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>&quot;The Ice Man&quot; by Haruki Murakami</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div><strong>Character: Unnamed Narrator</strong></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-15 18:18:37 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“I lost all sense of direction, of time, of the sense of who I was. I don’t know when it began, or when it ended, but before I knew it I was locked away, alone and numb in the endless winter of that world of ice. Even after I’d lost almost all sensation, I still knew this: <em>The husband here at the South Pole is not the husband I used to know" </em>(Murakami).</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-15 18:19:31 UTC</pubDate>
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         <author>hviva003</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“The baby I was going to give birth to would be a tiny Ice Man. My womb had frozen over, a thin sheet of ice mixed in with my amniotic fluid. I could feel that chill deep inside my belly" (Murakami).</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2022-09-15 18:20:14 UTC</pubDate>
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