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		<link>http://georgebirimisa.com/blog/?p=132</link>
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		<title>Arthritis</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Yesterday the arthritis was so bad in my hands I could hardly write away on my memoir. It seemed that everything was buggig me at once&#8211;my aching back&#8211;my gimpy right leg and I had trouble focusing my eyes. I was feeling dreadfully lonely but then I hooked up for coffee with Martin and the loneliness [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://georgebirimisa.com/blog/?p=137</link>
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		<title>Pamela</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I was nervous as I climbed the steep stairs. I had mixed feelings about Pamela. After all, she had palmed off Nancy on Ed and I had been left in the cold—I spent a miserable couple of months hustling Main Street. At first I didn&#8217;t recognize the woman who was sitting cross legged on a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://georgebirimisa.com/blog/?p=5</link>
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		<title>God killed Jesus</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A six story high statue of Jesus in Ohio was struck by lightning and burned to the ground. I am waiting for the ressurection.]]></description>
		<link>http://georgebirimisa.com/blog/?p=146</link>
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		<title>The American flag and the shithouse.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My father was a Communist and a son of a bitch but he did me one big favor. He told me not to salute the American flag. I took it one step further. I not only refused to salute the flag I stepped on it when I was eight years old. That summer &#8212;1933&#8211;maybe 34 [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://georgebirimisa.com/blog/?p=144</link>
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		<title>Invisible</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I was on my red scooter at the dog park down the street. Dogs were running all over the place&#8211;chasing balls, etc. Then I saw a dog with only one front leg. He tried to chase a ball but could only run a few feet. However, no one was paying any attention to him. I [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://georgebirimisa.com/blog/?p=142</link>
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		<title>A Star Is Born</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Last night I read from my play, LOOKING FOR MR. AMERICA to about 200 young men and women at the LGBT CENTER here in San Francisco. Kirk Read, the curator of the event that featured sex workers(formerly known as hustlers) and ex-sex workers like me, helped me up the two steps to the stage. It [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://georgebirimisa.com/blog/?p=140</link>
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		<title>Old.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Yesterday I had arthritis so bad in my fingers I could hardly work on my Memoir. My back was killing me , I have a gimpy right leg and had trouble focusing my eyes. Lonely, I felt so lonely but then I had coffee at Starbucks with my good friend Martin Spector. When I got [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://georgebirimisa.com/blog/?p=138</link>
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		<title>O death and red roses.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The red and pale pink roses on my coffee table fill my apartment with a lovely fragrance as they are dying.]]></description>
		<link>http://georgebirimisa.com/blog/?p=135</link>
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		<title>United States of Corporate America</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The Empire is continues to grow no matter who is president because it is run by the corporations who are devouring the earth in their quest for more profit. The only way we can can survive on Planet Earth is if we get rid of capitalism.]]></description>
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