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	<title>Comments on: Memory Walk: College Living Spaces</title>
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		<title>By: Margaret</title>
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		<dc:creator>Margaret</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 16:37:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ohhh, white boards! Such a fertile ground for creativity and loveliness passing on from friend to friend. I remember it well. Strangely, I don't remember much negative stuff being written... possibly the fact that it was left out for all to see your nastiness- a good preventative!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Ohhh, white boards! Such a fertile ground for creativity and loveliness passing on from friend to friend. I remember it well. Strangely, I don&#8217;t remember much negative stuff being written&#8230; possibly the fact that it was left out for all to see your nastiness- a good preventative!</p>
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		<title>By: Katie</title>
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		<dc:creator>Katie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Dec 2008 15:16:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>If I were taking a memory walk of all the living spaces I had in college, I think I'd not only have to visit my one dorm and three apartments, but also the miscellaneous apartments of all my friends. The apartment in New Res that Gill, Jenna, Kaila, Ann and Kate shared, Slanty House where Brian and Darren lived, Nay Nay and Parisa's place over off Jefferson, the Neutral Ground coffee house, the Maroon office (and later the Times-Picayune office): All of these places were as much my home as my actual apartment on Pine Street. I'll bet a lot of the places look really different now, especially Slanty, which got a facelift after Katrina. 

In a way, I'm sort of glad that I don't have the option to re-enter a lot of these places because I'm sure they're not the same as I remember. And I'm not really sure I'm ready for the accompanying flood of memories, which would probably be mostly good thoughts coupled with a small mound of less-than-awesome moments I've tried to forget over the years. The weird thing about consistently being around people who didn't really know me in college is that I get to be pretty selective about what I choose to remember and share. I'm not sure if I'm ready to give that up yet. :^)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>If I were taking a memory walk of all the living spaces I had in college, I think I&#8217;d not only have to visit my one dorm and three apartments, but also the miscellaneous apartments of all my friends. The apartment in New Res that Gill, Jenna, Kaila, Ann and Kate shared, Slanty House where Brian and Darren lived, Nay Nay and Parisa&#8217;s place over off Jefferson, the Neutral Ground coffee house, the Maroon office (and later the Times-Picayune office): All of these places were as much my home as my actual apartment on Pine Street. I&#8217;ll bet a lot of the places look really different now, especially Slanty, which got a facelift after Katrina. </p>
<p>In a way, I&#8217;m sort of glad that I don&#8217;t have the option to re-enter a lot of these places because I&#8217;m sure they&#8217;re not the same as I remember. And I&#8217;m not really sure I&#8217;m ready for the accompanying flood of memories, which would probably be mostly good thoughts coupled with a small mound of less-than-awesome moments I&#8217;ve tried to forget over the years. The weird thing about consistently being around people who didn&#8217;t really know me in college is that I get to be pretty selective about what I choose to remember and share. I&#8217;m not sure if I&#8217;m ready to give that up yet. :^)</p>
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