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7/17/09 FRIDAY

Taliban threatens to kill captured GI
A colossal, gloom stuffed breathing thing moved over the land with a push from inadvertent liberty. They said they weren’t sure if it was from this world and begged the hostage to find the nearest well hole and drag it kicking and screaming down with him...

Chaos besets 9/11 court hearing
O, thank you, lords of turmoil, thank you for this stunning day, how bone quaking hideous it must be.


Keep Guantanamo open, September 11 families say
Great red gash spreading open with terror in its womb, all those who love this land stand and watch with dismay.

Judge Sotomayor and My Lesson From Eighth Grade
The little girl wore her best outfit to school. Her mother knitted it for her in much the same way she had woven the sweet child from birth, knowing it would never be enough for some.


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