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			<title>Why I Assume People Fear the "Slippery Slope" of Gay Marriage</title>
			<pubDate>Sun, 21 Apr 2013 23:36:01 -0400</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[<ol class="chat_transcript"><li class="narrator"><p><em><span class="caps">INT</span>. <span class="caps">WEDDING</span> <span class="caps">CHAPEL</span> OF <span class="caps">THE</span> <span class="caps">FUTURE</span></em></p><li class="narrator"><p><em>It is the year 2033. Gay marriage has been legal for almost twenty years.</em> </p><li class="narrator"><p><em>A man approaches the wedding regi...]]></description>
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			<title>Anne Frank, the Belieber</title>
			<pubDate>Wed, 17 Apr 2013 13:59:08 -0400</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[<p><em>&quot;Justin Bieber hopes [Anne Frank] would have been his devoted fan [&#133;] &quot;Anne was a great girl. Hopefully she would have been a belieber,&quot; he wrote.&quot;</em> &#150; <span class="caps">CNN</span></p>

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	<h4><strong>January 22, 1943</strong> </h4>

	<p>One of the happiest days I can remember&#151; this morning Jane brought us fresh fruit and bread. Jane also brought me a present&#151; a record album called &quot;My World 2.0&quot; by someone named Justin Bieber. I don&#039;t know who Justin Bieber is but Papa says he&#039;s a kid like me and that I can listen to it when there is no one below in the house. </p>

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			<title>Detective Kuperberg and the Laundry Basket Bandit</title>
			<pubDate>Fri, 19 Mar 2010 23:48:41 -0400</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[<p><div class="media"><div class="embed center"><img src="http://2.media.collegehumor.cvcdn.com/d/1/collegehumor.2316d23d56289f0c855f8a41b8f02f78.jpg" width="480" height="86"  /></div></div>In this cold wash of a world, you can be a criminal or you can be anything else. Sometimes the line between the two is as plain as a separation of light and dark clothes. And sometimes the line is as thin as a strip of lint pulled out from the dryer. The latter is what I&rsquo;m referring to right now.<br  />...]]></description>
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			<title>Back to the Third Grade</title>
			<pubDate>Mon, 30 Nov 2009 16:32:54 -0500</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[<p><div class="media"><div class="embed right"><img src="http://1.media.collegehumor.cvcdn.com/f/6/collegehumor.ddce0a5f2690b681a0464c767e70217a.jpg" width="150" height="225"  /></div></div>For me, dating in college is a lot like grabbing an apple in a dining hall: by the time I work up the confidence to go to the kitchen, the best apples are already taken by other people, the remaining ones seem fine on the surface but turn out to be mushy or weird, and, worst of all, no apples want to date me. It&#039;s becoming increasingly clear that I should have capitalized on the pinnacle of my romantic life when I had the chance: in third grade. It&#039;s ironic that my third grade self encountered significantly more female interest that my current self, and not because tetherball accounted for the height of his athleticism, but mostly because of his complete lack of interest in females. Why is it that the only time girls had crushes on me was when I wasn&#039;t interested in girls? What the hell was Third Grade Ethan thinking? </p><p>I wish I could talk some sense into that punk.</p><p><span class="caps">ETHAN</span>: Hey, you!</p><p><span class="caps">THIRD</span> <span class="caps">GRADE</span> <span class="caps">ETHAN</span>: If you want to play tetherball, you need to get in line.</p><p><span class="caps">ETHAN</span>: I don&#039;t want to play tetherball. I want to tell you an important message. From the future. <br  />...]]></description>
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			<title>Dr. Twitter, or: How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Communication Revolution</title>
			<pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 14:10:46 -0500</pubDate>
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			<title>Stimulated by Pizza, Pizza, Pizza</title>
			<pubDate>Tue, 14 Jul 2009 14:55:40 -0400</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[<p><i>I spent the summer studying abroad in Italy, and upon my return I hoped to skip two levels of Italian class. The following is a transcript from the Italian oral placement exam that I took this September. The conversation was conducted in Italian and has been translated into English verbatim.</i></p><p><span class="caps">TEACHER</span>: Welcome! You must be Ethan. Please come on in and take a...]]></description>
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