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		<title>The Green Senior Program</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Oct 2011 16:11:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Deb and Bob Buciak, Coordinators of the Green Mountain Senior Outreach Program By Cai Manoogian Deb Buciak and her husband, Bob, sit across from me with big smiles as they humorously begin to recite a story about one of their own experiences aiding a senior citizen with arthritis. I sit eagerly with a pen in [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Hello Everyone!</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Oct 2011 18:46:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Welcome to the new, refurbished Mountaineer! I am more than happy to continue working expansively with past associates, as well as introduce and collaborate with our latest staff members and adviser. It has been a thrilling development, yet we have been eager for the establishment and launch of Green Mountain&#8217;s modern, cutting-edge style college website. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Verano</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 21 Apr 2011 15:50:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The chirrs of summer night bugs ease my breathing. The wind whisks their bijou rhythms through the open screen windows and I think of long ago times that are seemingly lost. I think of being young, narrating my made up stories to my pregnant bellied mother as she wrote them down with a proud smile [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Blooming</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Apr 2011 20:19:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I remember the day almost too vividly. My hair curled thick, tousled around the edges of my neck, damp with the sea, its salt sprinkled and sticking to my collarbones. We stood next to each other, our feet buried beneath the sand. With each wave, we would sink a little deeper. I was in a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Careless Love</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Mar 2011 17:26:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[A man once told me that when you make love to a woman, you get revenge for all the things that defeated you in life. I laughed, and didn’t bother to ask his reasoning. Now, though, I wish I had. We were sitting outside a small pastry shop in a restless, gray city. At the time [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Araignées</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Dec 2010 04:22:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[For the first time, her heart felt warm. She needed something wondrous, something refreshing—like crisp water swirling on a sweltering tongue, or a steaming mug of ginger tea naked. Or a friend who thought so differently from what she had encountered, that it was magnificent rather than familiar. Or a place that was nothing like [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Moonlight Whispers</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Nov 2010 20:06:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[By Cai Manoogian I sometimes feel as if my brother and I are twins. Even though he is older, we share personalities, dream the same dreams, finish each other’s sentences, have identical handwriting, feel our sorrows from miles away, wake up during the same sunny or gray midday hours—and that is just the beginning. Recently [...]]]></description>
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		<title>An Evening of Dance</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 22 Oct 2010 19:48:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[On Saturday, September 25, I participated in a meditative, therapeutic, free style dance, led by Jeff Bernhardt. It was a two parter. I arrived a few minutes late for the first half. As I entered, those who were there had already begun— some swirling in circles, others embracing the wooden ground, or encircling the room [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Letter from a Friend</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Sep 2010 19:48:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This here is a beautiful letter written to me. It is brazen, from my best friend who lives far away from this place. Our friendship has lasted a solid six and half years. When we reunite over the sweltering summers or during white winter breaks, it is as if not even a moment has passed. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>White Sand</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Apr 2010 18:59:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[BY CAI MANOOGIAN We aren’t in Puerto Rico anymore.  And we have already ventured out of Florida. Mukunda and I spent barely two months there in Gurukula (a Hindu school), until now—it is summer time. We have taken a Ferry to The Dominican Republic, where we are meeting my father’s side of the family in [...]]]></description>
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