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		<description><![CDATA[After seeing his uncle Boyet forcing himself on Lydia at the back side of the bodega where his father used to pile all those metal scrapes and some plastic and glass bottles, he decided not to tell anyone what he saw that night. He knew why; he was afraid.
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		<description><![CDATA[Mila clutched the money in her hand, tightly, as she walked the narrow street that led to a store nearby. She had planned to buy Biogesic, a tablet medicine for her son’s headache, and it made her frown even more. Not because her son had earlier complained of a headache, no. She would do anything [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rarepineapple.wordpress.com&blog=2142606&post=7&subd=rarepineapple&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[this is a psychoanalytic writing piece meant for my cl122 exam. what makes it that way is because of Bobby's mind at work. his mind seems to be in a blaze of thoughts and a mix-up of emotional trauma, and his mother's inadequacy of love for him. well, you are forced to understand that his mother didn't like him at all because tis is the only part of the story given  to you. (oh, stupid. why am i telling this?) it's up to you to decide whether he's psychotic or not. i trust your own understanding of the text.<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=rarepineapple.wordpress.com&blog=2142606&post=5&subd=rarepineapple&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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