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	<title>Lost in Translation</title>
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	<description>Shouts and Silence of pekingli</description>
	<pubDate>Sat, 22 Mar 2008 21:39:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Good Morning Sorrow.</title>
		<link>http://blogs.jhu.edu/pekingli/archives/1165</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 20 Oct 2006 18:06:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category>Love Dept.</category>

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		<description><![CDATA[I am getting up very very early, super-early, like at 4 am or 5 am, then standing in the dark room, naked, with socks only, until the first sunshine rushed through blind.
This is life, you know. Without any excitment or sadness, just empty, empty room with empty chair, empty bed and empty heart. All the [...]]]></description>
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