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  <title>Comments on 'A Wind On Winter Grass [Strong Memory Challenge]'</title>
  <subtitle>I'm schlepping into work, horking back another measure of snot. The taste is salty sickness, a gustatory reminder of why I hate winter and the responsibility of adulthood that means I can't just stay in bed an watch cartoons.

Then it hits me, crisp and unmistakable, the smell. I stop, breathe deep the memory. I know this smell, for it always affects me this way, casting me back into ephemeral corridors of nostalgia. A gentle breeze over cold grass, lifeless in winter's dark, yet somehow it reaches me, calls out from years gone by.

A thousand places and times stream through my mind, and I try to name them. Rammstein. Keflavik. Goldsboro. Sumter. I want to pin one down as the source, the time when this smell settled in as some defining reference. Usually I go with Iceland, something about that magical little island of the Vikings, North Atlantic winds sweeping over volcanic plains.

But I know better. The smell isn't a place or a time. For me, it's childhood, and Heaven help me, I miss it so.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-02-08T02:11:57Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on A Wind On Winter Grass [Strong Memory Challenge]</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Fanshmastic.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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      <name>Valley Fey/Pinprick</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on A Wind On Winter Grass [Strong Memory Challenge]</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;wow this is amazing.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-02-07T02:23:01Z</published>
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    <title type="text">Comment on A Wind On Winter Grass [Strong Memory Challenge]</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;This was great. Reminds me of how I feel most days. Wish someone would pay me to stay home and watch cartoons. Nice piece.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-02-05T00:16:09Z</published>
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      <name>J. Dack</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on A Wind On Winter Grass [Strong Memory Challenge]</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I know theses thoughts. Strange that they are connect with a certain smell&amp;#8230;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, a really great Ficlet. I love schlepping in the first sentence. Great word.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-02-04T22:26:54Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I didn&amp;#8217;t think so much description could fit into 1024 characters. This is one of the best ficlets I have read. Absolutely marvelous.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-02-03T08:44:24Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;technically i have 4 years of childhood left&amp;#8230; better use them wisely =P&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-02-03T02:40:10Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;awww the last line &lt;em&gt;i miss it so&lt;/em&gt; was so sad and sweet!!! this was amazing&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-02-03T02:31:21Z</published>
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