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  <title>Comments on 'I found a treasure map'</title>
  <subtitle>I stared out the window of the dingy classroom while the teacher called out names. Countless times I had stared out this window, each time wondering how in the world I was going to get out of here.

&amp;quot;Angelina,&amp;quot; the teacher called, looking up and around. &amp;quot;Angelina, are you here?&amp;quot;

&amp;quot;Yes, I'm here,&amp;quot; I said, turning my gaze upon her. 

&amp;quot;What's your last name, Angelina?&amp;quot; said Ms. Stone, glancing at the roll sheet. A piece of yellowed parchment fell to the floor in front of my desk. I picked it up curiously, unfolding the page until it lay flat upon my books. 

_A treasure map._</subtitle>
  <updated>2007-03-24T07:40:21Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on I found a treasure map</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Okay, I&amp;#8217;m intrigued.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2007-03-24T07:40:21Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Karen of Mavarin</name>
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