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Dies Natalis (Day of Birth) Head-Lines 11/16/10

On November 16th, in 42 BC, Tiberius, the Roman emperor was born
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The calendar of saints is a traditional Christian method of organizing a liturgical year by associating each day with one or more saints and referring to the feast day of said saint. The system arose from the very early Christian custom of annual commemoration of martyrs on the dates of their deaths, or birth into heaven, and is thus referred to in Latin as dies natalis ("day of birth").
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Iran starts "biggest" air defense war games
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remembering it’s only a game.

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