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		<title>Upon Visiting My Mother’s Group Home</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>When I arrive, the first part of the journey is to walk past the avid chain smoking of the other residents. Each person dealing with their own thing, each person somebody’s someone. My someone lives on the second floor. The first resident I see and always see is Mike. He likes to talk about The Kardashians and American Idol. He announces my presence, by saying my name: Tatiana, as if he is a showman in the 1920’s. He sits with a few other men, most of their faces are familiar, yet I don’t know their names. Mike leads me through</p>
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