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	<title>Comments on: rehearsal #3: a practice in waiting</title>
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	<pubDate>Fri, 18 May 2012 19:41:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: knife inc</title>
		<link>http://knifeinc.org/wp/2008/04/02/rehearsal-3-a-practice-in-waiting/#comment-21</link>
		<dc:creator>knife inc</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2008 23:53:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Nicholas White was trapped in an elevator for 40 hours. Luckily, the security cameras documented his ordeal. &lt;a href="http://www.newyorker.com/online/video/2008/04/21/080421_elevators" rel="nofollow"&gt;Interesting video at The New Yorker.&lt;/a&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nicholas White was trapped in an elevator for 40 hours. Luckily, the security cameras documented his ordeal. <a href="http://www.newyorker.com/online/video/2008/04/21/080421_elevators" rel="nofollow">Interesting video at The New Yorker.</a></p>
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		<title>By: Alanna</title>
		<link>http://knifeinc.org/wp/2008/04/02/rehearsal-3-a-practice-in-waiting/#comment-8</link>
		<dc:creator>Alanna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2008 14:58:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Someone sent me a link today to the story of this man Alan Crotzer who was imprisoned for a crime he didn't commit for 24 years in Florida before he was exonerated in 2006. Talk about waiting. The photos make me wonder what kind of person he was before he entered jail at age 20. And whether, now, after so much solitude, he has become essentially a different person. Has the part of him that existed in solitude usurped his social identity altogether?
http://www.alancrotzer.org/index_content.shtml</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Someone sent me a link today to the story of this man Alan Crotzer who was imprisoned for a crime he didn&#8217;t commit for 24 years in Florida before he was exonerated in 2006. Talk about waiting. The photos make me wonder what kind of person he was before he entered jail at age 20. And whether, now, after so much solitude, he has become essentially a different person. Has the part of him that existed in solitude usurped his social identity altogether?<br />
<a href="http://www.alancrotzer.org/index_content.shtml" rel="nofollow">http://www.alancrotzer.org/index_content.shtml</a></p>
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		<title>By: Irwin</title>
		<link>http://knifeinc.org/wp/2008/04/02/rehearsal-3-a-practice-in-waiting/#comment-7</link>
		<dc:creator>Irwin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Apr 2008 13:17:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have this idea from my youth growing up in the Cold War that a defining characteristic of the Soviet "lifestyle" was waiting in long lines in markets with empty shelves. (And then I think of Borat's first time in an American supermarket, bewildered by the Cambrian explosion of uselessly differentiated products.) We New Yorkers have very little patience for lines nowadays, and even when there is the occasional queue at Target on Sunday afternoon, our alone time is filled with iPods and cellphones, devices geared towards making hay out of every moment of interstitial time.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have this idea from my youth growing up in the Cold War that a defining characteristic of the Soviet &#8220;lifestyle&#8221; was waiting in long lines in markets with empty shelves. (And then I think of Borat&#8217;s first time in an American supermarket, bewildered by the Cambrian explosion of uselessly differentiated products.) We New Yorkers have very little patience for lines nowadays, and even when there is the occasional queue at Target on Sunday afternoon, our alone time is filled with iPods and cellphones, devices geared towards making hay out of every moment of interstitial time.</p>
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