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		<title>Weekly Weekend Washing Ritual</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 09 Dec 2019 12:45:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>by Frances Tate Check weather forecast. Cast skeptical eyes skyward. Flip a coin. Load washing machine. Finger hovers, nuclear nervous over the start button. Commit&#8230; door locks, water rushes. No going back now. Cycle completes. Dozens of socks and smalls damply dangle like chandelier pendants from two, one-hook carousels; the washing line equivalent of a cyclist’s quick-release wheel. I promote <a class="read-more" href="https://elephantsnever.com/weekly-weekend-washing-ritual/">Read More</a></p>
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		<title>Alone on the Bus</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 18 Nov 2019 10:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>by MJ Christie One ear. One eye. Tattered arms. Tattered legs. Re-sutured seams preserved the life within. Ground-in dirt rouged his cheeks. There was an odour your mum had tried to wash away without success. “Shall we leave Ted at home today?” “No.” You hugged him to your chest. He loved riding the bus. Mum gave in, as always. If <a class="read-more" href="https://elephantsnever.com/alone-on-the-bus/">Read More</a></p>
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