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	<title>face2world</title>
	<link>http://face2world.org</link>
	<description>By Jasmina Tesanovic &#38; Mirso Bajramovic</description>
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		<title>Witches and Bitches</title>
		<description><![CDATA[	I don&#8217;t want to live with all of you that exist in your body. I chose one face and now that face is disappearing. I am afraid, I  want to hide from  eyes that are lurking behind your eyes.

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		<link>http://face2world.org/2008/02/16/4/</link>
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		<title>Matrimony</title>
		<description><![CDATA[	Once upon a time there lived a woman i hated. I hated her because she looked exotic and horrible and beautiful at the same time. I hated her because I didn&#8217;t understand her . I hated her because I feared her.

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		<link>http://face2world.org/2008/02/09/matrimony/</link>
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		<title>Kabiljo</title>
		<description><![CDATA[	He is a middle aged man, his name is Kabiljo, he is a bosnian jew, he is slow and wise, his granfather used to be a cobbler but he is a merchant, his son will be an engineer in some far away country from his native Sarajevo Bosnia.

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		<link>http://face2world.org/2008/02/03/kabiljo/</link>
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		<title>Reincarnation</title>
		<description><![CDATA[	Men and women  fighting, rich and poor fighting,  races fighting, genetics winning&#8230;genetics as a lottery, as a token of love for humankind, really nothing more or less&#8230;

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		<link>http://face2world.org/2008/02/02/5/</link>
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		<title>terrible face</title>
		<description><![CDATA[	 am i missing something?
I am missing his name
I know the face, i know that face behind a face which looks kind and paternal
but it is a mask, a mask of a kind father who actually killed first his wife and then his daughter

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		<link>http://face2world.org/2008/01/15/terrible-face/</link>
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		<title>Why are you laughing?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[	Don&#8217;t you see the world is coming apart at it’s seams?
Why are you happy? Do you have a compulsive smile?
Oh my God, I see it now, a hand is holding your face from behind.

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		<link>http://face2world.org/2008/01/14/why-are-you-laughing/</link>
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		<title>Alexandria face</title>
		<description><![CDATA[	I ve been in Alexandria, I lived in Alexandria
Iswam in Alexandria, I remember the smell of the desert, of the sea,
of the burnt library&#8230;

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		<link>http://face2world.org/2008/01/13/alexandria-face/</link>
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		<title>Do you know that a thief lurks in every one of us?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[	I was robbed the other day in a bus station. This man not only took my money, but dropped my purse back into my bag with the documents. How kind of him? But really&#8230;

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		<link>http://face2world.org/2008/01/12/do-you-know-that/</link>
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		<title>Rain</title>
		<description><![CDATA[	Listen to the falling rain listen to it fall
and with every drop of rain I can hear you call
call my name right our loud&#8230;
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		<link>http://face2world.org/2008/01/11/rain/</link>
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		<title>The Egg</title>
		<description><![CDATA[	It is an egg, it is a faceit is a face in an egg shellit is a mooni am a sleepwalkeri talk to the moon and the moon talks to mesometimes it is a she moonsometimes

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		<link>http://face2world.org/2008/01/10/6/</link>
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		<title>Angry</title>
		<description><![CDATA[	I think you are angry
I don&#8217;t know why
but I know tonight you will pick up a fight with your wife and if she does not respond properly, and there is no such thing as responding properly when you are angry, you will beat her.

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		<link>http://face2world.org/2008/01/07/angry/</link>
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		<title>about white</title>
		<description><![CDATA[	she was a woman who used to call herself an artist
she played everyday a different instrument on the corner of colorado boulevard in pasadena

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		<link>http://face2world.org/2008/01/05/about-white/</link>
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		<title>Talib</title>
		<description><![CDATA[	When I entered the seventh room of the Cheops pyramid, I had to bend and crawl onwards; usually people give up here theie voyage to the mystery of the pharaohs.

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		<link>http://face2world.org/2008/01/02/talib/</link>
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		<title>day 0</title>
		<description><![CDATA[	Yesterday, when I entered the huge abandoned railroad warehouse in Turin, I went numb with pain. My hosts were showing this structure to me as their memento of pride: their past and future glory, but my senses told me a different story.

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		<link>http://face2world.org/2008/01/01/day-0/</link>
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		<title>Jasmina</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Jasmina Tesanovic was born on 7th March 1954 in Belgrade. She went to the English primary school, &#8220;The International Port Said School&#8221; in Cairo, Egypt. She graduated with G.C.E.&#8217;s in the &#8220;International School of Milan&#8221; in Milan, Italy.]]></description>
		<link>http://face2world.org/2007/12/26/jasmina/</link>
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