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		<title>The Andrea Doria</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>I saw it from a distance at low tide. I was fourteen, on vacation. What beach was I on? Who was with me? It seemed such a fragile thing, an extinct sea creature lying on its side in the water, drifting. Later, I read of its collision with the Stockholm, off Nantucket Sound, many passengers&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Sea-Forest Memory</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Walking through a sudden wind of pine I remembered the scent of a pinewood cabin we stayed in one summer in Wellfleet, on the tip of the Cape where Mother poured cereal into bowls as the porch screen door whined shut announcing Dad’s return. No bass caught that night, it seemed to say, the sea&#8230;</p>
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