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	<title>Kipilefti</title>
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	<description>Bado nipo nipo</description>
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		<title>Msimu wa mvua</title>
		<description><![CDATA[We&#8217;re sitting inside Mama Ismael&#8217;s booth at the market. The rain is solid but not devastating. I wouldn&#8217;t want to walk in it in my thin cotton shirt, but it wouldn&#8217;t drench me immediately.
She&#8217;s telling me about how she had strange dreams, how she overslept. She dreamt that thieves stole into her house and took [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://kipilefti.transneptune.net/2010/03/12/msimu-wa-mvua/</link>
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		<title>Unafikirije?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[When I was home, one question I got from just about everyone was &#8220;so do you think in Swahili now?&#8221; It seems pretty basic, but it really got me thinking, because I don&#8217;t think in any language at all, really. Since then I&#8217;ve had a few conversations about how various people&#8217;s thought processes work. Kit [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://kipilefti.transneptune.net/2010/02/26/unafikirije/</link>
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		<title>Haina radi</title>
		<description><![CDATA[There was another storm tonight over Lake Nyasa (do you all call it Lake Malawi? I can&#8217;t remember). I could see the lightning flashing from my bedroom window, lower than the last storm, half-hidden behind the mountains.
It&#8217;s almost March. The crocuses have started to bloom in our front yard, my mother told me on the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://kipilefti.transneptune.net/2010/02/25/haina-radi/</link>
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		<title>Wengine wanasinzia</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Bret said the rain started at 4 A.M. It was still raining hard&#8211;but not pouring&#8211;when I woke up at 4.30. The car was supposed to leave at 5 so we were out before 5, waiting along the road in the shelter of the post office. And wait we did. We waited like champs, and waited [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://kipilefti.transneptune.net/2010/02/21/wengine-wanasinzia/</link>
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		<title>Mapenzi mno</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Mama Ismael&#8217;s daughter Maria failed her Form II exams. What this actually means is unclear&#8211;before two years ago it would have meant repeat the year or drop out; two years ago the government decided to essentially invalidate all Form II results and let everyone continue to Form III; but they may or may not have [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://kipilefti.transneptune.net/2010/02/07/mapenzi-mno/</link>
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		<title>Maisha&#8230;yapo</title>
		<description><![CDATA[They tell you, when you join the Peace Corps, that you&#8217;ll have more free time than you&#8217;ve ever had in your life. Coming out of 16+ straight years of school, you figure that can hardly not be the case. After all, Peace Corps won&#8217;t have homework, right?
You have no idea what they mean until you&#8217;re [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://kipilefti.transneptune.net/2010/02/05/maisha-yapo/</link>
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		<title>Muziki yangu</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Music has always been important to me, something that I strongly associate with specific times of my life. Listen to Elvis Costello&#8217;s album &#8216;My Aim Is True&#8217; and I find myself driving my beloved yellow Volvo station wagon along the windy mountain roads surrounding State College, PA; &#8216;Kojak Variety&#8217; finds me a bit later that [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://kipilefti.transneptune.net/2010/02/05/muziki-yangu/</link>
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		<title>Sijui</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Since I woke up this morning, my shoulders and left arm have felt strange, as though someone took them apart and wasn&#8217;t quite sure how to put them back together. My shoulders ache; my arm twinges strangely when it&#8217;s in perfectly normal positions. I have no idea why.
The weather has been apathetic lately. Walking home [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://kipilefti.transneptune.net/2010/02/02/sijui/</link>
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		<title>Nipo tu.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;That car&#8217;s windshield looks like a Jackson Pollock painting made entirely of mud,&#8221; I said to Bret towards the beginning of our second day of travel, as we bumped along the pot-holed dirt road towards Makete. &#8220;That does not bode well for our trip.&#8221; 
&#8220;I think you&#8217;ll really enjoy the mud patch before Tandala,&#8221; he [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://kipilefti.transneptune.net/2010/01/19/nipo-tu/</link>
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		<title>Dar</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Back in Tanzania since Sunday, I have a week in Dar es Salaam for my class&#8217;s Mid-Service Conference (which is exactly what it sounds like) before I head back to Makete. 
So tonight we all had dinner together at the Badminton Institute, an Indian restaurant downtown. We&#8217;d planned to arrive at 6 but did so [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://kipilefti.transneptune.net/2010/01/14/dar/</link>
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