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	<title>Up Close &#38; Almost Personal</title>
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		<title>Happy Easter, You’re Jewish! </title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2012 00:45:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Born and raised in a family with strong Sicilian influences, including a devoutly Catholic upbringing I never questioned my heritage. My proud Sicilian blood regularly boasted about itself (both good and bad) from both my parents’ sides.  My father also had traces of American Indian and French in him, and my mother is half Hungarian. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Trapped in a Bubblegum March&#8230;ine!</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Mar 2012 01:52:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Glossy blueberry gumballs, pineapple-yellow gumballs, red-hot gumballs, glistening coconut gumballs, apple-green gumballs, bright orange ones, and one chic Paris-pink one (that&#8217;s me)! Luckily I have good genes. Can you imagine if I were made of a Barbie-bubblegum pink? The horror of it&#8230; those ones leave such a bad aftertaste. Can you see me in this [...]]]></description>
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		<title>My First Lesson This Year&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Feb 2012 13:56:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Amber</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[“Alright, children. Are you paying attention?” I love to learn&#8230; when I am the one pursuing the knowledge, of course. When knowledge is unexpectedly thrust upon me by way of impolite interruption and then has the gall to immediately demand that I respond to it &#8230;uh, not so much. Welcome to February, darling. First personal lesson of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Saddling the Challenge~</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Jan 2012 22:15:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Amber</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[My feel-good country-western style New Year’s Eve in the Rockies and an afternoon soaking up crisp 2012 sunshine on New Year’s day in Idaho’s ice-framed hot springs were immediately followed by a very Vegas-sexy impromptu invitation to decadently splash through bottles and bottles of Dom at Vegas’ XS while deadmau5 (otherwise known as Joel Zimmerman, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>December Embers&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2011 00:41:53 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Amber</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Enchanting Christmas trees, Santa’s cookie crumbs, house warming menorahs, crackling fireplaces, holiday flights&#8230; December’s alight! I have a unique ability to spontaneously submerge myself in the moment, so sprinkling nutmeg on the top of creamy eggnog, wrapping bright red ribbons around happy events, and conveniently standing under doorways dangling with mistletoe are all-encompassing pleasures (among [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A Not-So-Traditional Thanksgiving&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Nov 2011 00:00:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Amber</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[One of my favorite Thanksgivings (Big Big Smile) was when I was in Sicily&#8230; alone. What an amazing, life defining-experience of personal revelation and discovery. My great grandfather was born there, so of course exploring the old world (that it still is in many ways) was extra special to me. I wish more people would [...]]]></description>
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		<title>My Heart, Beat True</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Oct 2011 23:39:22 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Amber</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[My heart, be true&#8230; beat blue. Beat the way that so few do. Roll the cold breathless stones along my path into soft warm notes in a musical bath. Hypnotize me with your sound&#8230; when I’m blind my way will be found. Guide me past the world’s cloudy eyes&#8230; Protect me from its lightning judgments&#8230; [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Checkmate Summer~</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2011 20:08:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Amber</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[There is a Dark King hidden from the sights of those in his kingdom. He dwells in a place where the sun will not rise and his once shadowing queen was executed at his side. Callous and unmoved, he sits on his throne beneath a glistening crown of fool’s gold. His forehead and temples have [...]]]></description>
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		<title>August Awe&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://diary.amberguidara.com/2011/august-awe/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Aug 2011 04:47:35 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Amber</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The horizon (an endless view seen from my office) usually seems as if it’s awaiting me. The sky is eye-level. The deep purple and blue valleys sing from exploratory textures in the mountainous earthy mounds like mysterious Sirens in the distance, and glamorous glass window-walled high-rises (that have been luxuriously erected by man’s polished ambitions) dress [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Electronic-Blue Apple Pie</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 15 Jul 2011 10:26:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Amber</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[As cold and as impersonal as computer light can seem, it is strangely comforting on nights like these&#8230; nights for example when I’m alone, deep in analytical thought. It’s like a writer’s soothing version of apple (Machintosh) pie. The heat from the silver-blue glow reaches toward me as a ghostly snake made of cool periwinkle-grey [...]]]></description>
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