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		<title>By: Corey Michael Dalton</title>
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		<dc:creator>Corey Michael Dalton</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[What a great story, Ben! Thanks for sharing with our readers.]]></description>
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		<title>By: Ben Nowman</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ben Nowman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sometime early 1970&#039;s I was waiting for my flight at Berlin Airport
for London. There next to me was a paper-back titled:
&quot;Slaughterhouse-Five&quot; by &#039;Kurt Vonnegut. I picked up the book and
had casual look at the contents, and muttered to myself: &#039;What peculiar
name of a book and Germanic name of the author, writing in English. I
put the book back. Man sitting next to me, smoking, looked at me, smiled
and said, &#039;young man! Try and read the book and you&#039;ll understand what it means&#039; He then picked up the paper-back and signed in his artistic way. The man was &#039;Vonnegut&#039; himself who was visiting Dresden where he was
a prisoner during the destruction of the city, and basis of his book. I still possess this signed copy.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sometime early 1970&#8242;s I was waiting for my flight at Berlin Airport<br />
for London. There next to me was a paper-back titled:<br />
&#8220;Slaughterhouse-Five&#8221; by &#8216;Kurt Vonnegut. I picked up the book and<br />
had casual look at the contents, and muttered to myself: &#8216;What peculiar<br />
name of a book and Germanic name of the author, writing in English. I<br />
put the book back. Man sitting next to me, smoking, looked at me, smiled<br />
and said, &#8216;young man! Try and read the book and you&#8217;ll understand what it means&#8217; He then picked up the paper-back and signed in his artistic way. The man was &#8216;Vonnegut&#8217; himself who was visiting Dresden where he was<br />
a prisoner during the destruction of the city, and basis of his book. I still possess this signed copy.</p>
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