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Translated from Portuguese
One day in the summer of 1994 I went to a park to meet a friend
One day in the summer of 1994 I went to a park to meet a friend. I sat on a sunny bench for over half an hour. When my friend arrived, we went to a cooler place, and there we spent the afternoon. I felt wonderful.
At the end of the afternoon we said goodbye, but then she decided to accompany me to the bus. As we walked and talked, I started suddenly to lose my balance, and I began to black out. Everything inside me seemed to be moving in an unnatural way, and I thought I was dying.
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May 5, 1997 issue
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Families Starved for time
Linda Feldman
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The redundancy of time: an astrophysicist's view
Laurance Doyle with contributions from Scott Laningham
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Dominion over time
Timothy A. MacDonald
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Facing a full agenda with inexhaustible energy
Jan Kassahn Keeler
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Energy: tapping the true source
Davina Bryan-Anjania
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Jesus wasn't squeezed for time
Toni Tartoué Wengler
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A healing of sickness and exhaustion
T. T. W.
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"Flood-tides of Love"
Hal H. Hoerner
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Healing hate
Jessika Benedict-Gill
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How to do better waiting
Katherine Hildreth
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Retirement debunked
Bruce A. Cunningham
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Is motherhood a worthy career?
Beverly Goldsmith
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Moneybags
Mary Metzner Trammell
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One winter morning I was going down the back steps of the...
Laura Colvin Matheny
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One day in the summer of 1994 I went to a park to meet a friend
Maria Elvira Santos Nunes
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