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What Happens to the Children That Nobody Wants?
Norma Claypool earned notoriety for welcoming 15 “hard-to-adopt” children into her Baltimore home. Norma Claypool is also elderly and blind. http://longform.org/2012/01/13/what-happens-to-the-children-nobody-wants/
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The Girl Who Tried to Save the World by Janet Reitman   On the afternoon of Saturday, April 16th, Marla Ruzicka sat in her unarmored Mercedes, talking on the phone with her friend Colin McMahon, a reporter in the Baghdad bureau of the Chicago Tribune. She’d had a “great” round of meetings in the Green Zone, she told McMahon, and was just leaving the fortified compound in the...
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On the Trail of an Intercontinental Killer →
How a gruesome discovery in Brooklyn led to an international hunt for a suspected serial killer.
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Letter to Hermonie
The hand that wrote this letter Sweeps the pillow clean So rest your head and read a treasured dream I care for no one else but you I tear my soul to cease the pain I think maybe you feel the same What can we do? I’m not quite sure what we’re supposed to do So I’ve been writing just for you They say your life is going very well They say you sparkle like a different girl But...
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Radiolab Podcast
Death Mask Near the end of the 19th century, a mysterious young woman with a beguiling smile turned up in Paris. She became a huge sensation. She also happened to be dead. You’d probably recognize her face yourself. You might have even touched it. http://www.radiolab.org/blogs/radiolab-blog/2011/nov/28/death-mask/
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WatchWatch
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Invictus William Ernest Henley Out of the night that covers me,  Black as the Pit from pole to pole,  I thank whatever gods may be  For my unconquerable soul.  In the fell clutch of circumstance  I have not winced nor cried aloud.  Under the bludgeonings of chance  My head is bloody, but unbowed.  Beyond this place of wrath and tears  Looms but the Horror of the shade,  And yet the menace of the...
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