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		<title>The Lifted Brow</title>
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		<title>Memories are made of this</title>
		<description><![CDATA[CHRISTMAS lunch usually began with an acidic squirt of grapefruit juice in the eye. At least that&#8217;s how it started for me. After my grandfather had ever so slowly toasted &#8220;the Queen, absent friends and family&#8221;, we kids finally got the nod to start and we&#8217;d stab at our half-a-grapefruit each with tiny forks, unleashing [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Best Australian Stories 2010</title>
		<description><![CDATA[There is little to match the pleasurable, exhilarating rush when we know we are in the hands of a writer with authority. Their power is like a kind of charisma – we allow ourselves to be willingly, absolutely persuaded.’ – Cate Kennedy In The Best Australian Stories 2010, Cate Kennedy presents a seductive line-up of the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Best of Australian Poems 2010</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In The Best Australian Poems 2010, award-winning poet Robert Adamson puts together a selection of the most outstanding poems written by Australian authors over the past year. Contributions from new and emerging writers – many published here for the first time – feature alongside the most recent work of our renowned poets, producing a rich [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Voracious: The Best New Australian Food Writing</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This is the first volume of an annual series by Hardie Grant Books that celebrates the best in newly commissioned food writing. The first of its kind in Australia, this series aims to be bold and unique &#8211; and to start the conversation about food in the wider community. My essay Do Not Disturb is [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Out of Bounds: Sex and the AFL</title>
		<description><![CDATA[When 17-year-old Kim Duthie told 60 Minutes last month that she had lied about being pregnant to a St Kilda footballer, it was as if she lifted a spell. Almost everyone from the mainstream media and radio breakfast shows to devotees of online footy forums, Twitter, blogs and YouTube had found themselves caught up in the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Hello, Havana</title>
		<description><![CDATA[This is Cuba: a small alligator shaped island of freedom and ironic regulation where it’s popular to coat your fangs in gold, listen to bootleg ‘reggae-ton’ and patriotically smoke the island’s main produce &#8211; cigarettes so strong they feel like inhaling a blowtorch. An uneven economy where education and healthcare is free for all, but [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Suburban Archaeology</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Living on a stable plate while others tumble into the sea you would think that maybe we’re special or chosen to stay alive while everyone else is swallowed by the sea. Or maybe because we’re so brand new like freshly shorn Marines we’re not quite ready to see the seams of the earth split open [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://annakrien.com/suburban-archaeology/</link>
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		<title>Horses</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In Barcelona she stood in a street twisted like smoke listening to the sound of one hundred chocks of wood coming down the granite mountain. She smelt them before they reached her, sweat on their flanks hooves slapping the ground hot yellow dust and flies sipping the salt off chestnut skins covered in bite marks [...]]]></description>
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		<title>These are wobbly days…</title>
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		<title>Big Sky Paradise</title>
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		<title>White Collar Dreaming</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A meteorologist squeezes clouds into his veins as the evening drops like a curtain over Melbourne. A journalist makes a couple calls on her way home to line up a cap for the weekend while her boyfriend, a graphic designer, calls into the needle exchange to get clean syringes. An academic takes a break between [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Trouble on the Night Shift</title>
		<description><![CDATA[“Call the police! Call the police!” A barrel-chested Aboriginal man is yelling out to his mates on the night patrol. A red station wagon with plastic sheets for windows is grinding its tyres in the dirt, a woman wailing in the backseat. Five patrollers are jostling beside the four-wheel-drive patrol van, an iron cage attached [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://annakrien.com/trouble-on-the-night-shift/</link>
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		<title>Parallel Lines</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A few years ago, an inmate in a Western Australian prison etched her initials onto the barrel of a syringe she had smuggled in. Upon her release, she donated the needle to a friend who still had time to serve. Almost a year later the woman re-offended and returned to the prison. Within hours she [...]]]></description>
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		<title>without-colours</title>
		<description><![CDATA[We were a blind white man and a black woman together Adam Powell, 33 “My ex-missus,” says Adam Powell, “used to get angry because she thought people were staring at us because we were a white man and a black woman together – but I reckon it was the added element of me being a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://annakrien.com/without-colours/</link>
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		<title>Embracing Imperfection</title>
		<description><![CDATA[There is a mother who waits in the car park of a brothel for the receptionist to give her the signal that her son has finished. Sometimes she sits in their kitchen and drinks coffee with the girls, but mostly she just likes to stay in her car and listen to Radio National. When the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://annakrien.com/embracing-imperfection/</link>
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		<title>Filling the God-Shaped Hole</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Whether you’re loving it, losing it or looking for it, religion can fill many spiritual void. But who’s to say which faith is right for you? When I was little I became a Christian in a family of atheists. It lasted about five weeks. I prayed every night, organising my stuffed animals to kneel with [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://annakrien.com/filling-the-god-shaped-hole/</link>
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		<title>The Fight for the Forests</title>
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