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  <subtitle>The fine grain sands of the Peninsula Paracas worked their way into the crevices between Alejandro's toes; a disquieting and comforting sensation. He had sworn he would never leave Pisco &#8212; he had been born here, raised here, orphaned here and he would, one day, die here. A condor flew overhead, its caw a familiar call for the boy to hear.

The green-blue waves of the ocean started infringing more and more upon the beach; the breakers around Per&#250; weren't stopping the waters as they once did. And then he noticed it: trout &#8212; huge trout from Chile &#8212; were migrating and jumping from the waves.

Then the tremors started; the ground vibrating in an unnatural way. Alejandro noted a shadow looming over the ocean's horizon; a mountainous form obscuring the sun&#8230; and it seemed to move towards him, massive tendrils wriggling about from beneath its apex.

Alejandro was frozen in fear as it continued to approach.

&amp;quot;Dios, ah&#243;rranos, rescata nos del mal,&amp;quot; were Alejandro's final words.

But none were left nearby to hear them.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-02-18T03:16:08Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on ~ 13&#176;42&#8242;S, 76&#176;13&#8242;W</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;That&amp;#8217;s a sad bit of history, Nick.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-02-18T03:16:08Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Alexa &#9829;</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on ~ 13&#176;42&#8242;S, 76&#176;13&#8242;W</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Thanks, &lt;strong&gt;Ana Cristina&lt;/strong&gt;.  I studied Spanish for a mere six months and that was years ago&#8230;&#160;so I figured that what I cobbled together was wrong on some level or another.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;Since no one&amp;#8217;s guessed, the date of 15 Aug 2007 is when Pisco in Per&#250; was devastated by an 8.0 earthquake that claimed countless lives &#8212;&#160;including at least 100 people who died when the local cathedral collapsed.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2007-11-18T23:06:44Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Nick</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on ~ 13&#176;42&#8242;S, 76&#176;13&#8242;W</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Almost there on the Spanish. It should read: &amp;#8220;Dios, ah&#243;rranos, rescata nos del mal.&amp;#8221; And I&amp;#8217;m not sure about the date&amp;#8217;s significance, but it has a pretty crappy significance for me, it being the date an ex-boyfriend of mine and I began dating. (Shudder.)&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2007-11-18T19:01:45Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Ana Cristina</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on ~ 13&#176;42&#8242;S, 76&#176;13&#8242;W</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Oh&#8230; and I&amp;#8217;m terrible at Spanish.  I studied it for a &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; short period and I&amp;#8217;m sure I messed the above up.  I think &#8220;Dios, nos ahorra, nos rescata de mal&#8221; mean &amp;#8220;God, spare us, rescue us from evil,&amp;#8221; but &#8212; if I&amp;#8217;m wrong &#8212; please let me know how to correct it.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
    <id>http://ficlets.com/stories/13870?basename=23494</id>
    <published>2007-11-16T15:05:04Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Nick</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on ~ 13&#176;42&#8242;S, 76&#176;13&#8242;W</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Since we&amp;#8217;ve never established any &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; timeline for these events, the unofficial date of this ficlet is: August 15, 2007.&lt;/p&gt;


	&lt;p&gt;If anyone knows why, you win a no prize.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2007-11-16T15:02:55Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>Nick</name>
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