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		<title>The Call Of Nature</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Caren Launus-Gamble]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Sep 2018 13:13:22 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>“I loved watching the waves crash against the cold, hard rocks that covered the little island. It was violent but also beautiful because it was an act of nature.” Karl shakes his head as he recalls a childhood memory. “We went there for our holidays every year in June, it was the only place where I felt at peace, even as an 11-year old.” “Maybe, that’s where it all started. Seeing nature doing these beautiful violent acts and seeing them as pure and natural, making me feel happy and peaceful inside.” He shrugs his shoulders. “The first time I did it, I felt happy, you</p>
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