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		<title>The day laborer band</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Mar 2007 22:39:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Paste Magazine&#124; February-March 2006
By Leslie Guttman
Los Jornaleros Del Norte, a Los Angeles band of day laborers, sings about life on the other side, where to stand on a US street corner is to be invisible. I first met them in San Francisco on a Saturday night in the Mission District, at a day-laborer convention held [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Dance I Loved: Salsa&#8217;s Siren Song</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 28 May 2005 23:19:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Washington Post &#124; March 1, 2004
By Leslie Guttman
I have been to just about every dance movie ever made, from &#34;Singin&#8217; in the Rain&#34; to &#34;Strictly Ballroom,&#34; and so of course I will go see the new &#34;Dirty Dancing&#34; sequel, &#34;Havana Nights.&#34; But this time, I don&#8217;t really have to see it &#8212; because I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Summer break without a break</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 28 May 2005 00:21:09 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leslie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The San Francisco Chronicle &#124; August 8, 2004
By Leslie Guttman
Maurice Williams, 19, future U.S. congressman if he has it his way, says life is a 24-hour job, and after growing up in two of the Bay Area&#8217;s forgotten neighborhoods, East and West Oakland, he craves a life of success and stability &#8212; and says nothing [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The High-Tech Nun</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 02 May 2005 04:06:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leslie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[San Francisco Chronicle Sunday Magazine &#124; July 20, 2004
By Leslie Guttman
The dot-com era is so far behind us that both its lexicon and the memories sound quaint, tiresome and irritating. No one wants to hear about dot-bombs or what Dr. Koop is up to or ponder yet again why in God&#8217;s name we were possessed [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A little south out west</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Apr 2004 04:14:13 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leslie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[San Francisco Chronicle &#124; March 13, 2005
By Leslie Guttman
Around the Bay Area, I have noticed quite a bit of nonlocalized y&#8217;alling these days. What I mean by that is people who aren&#8217;t from the South saying things like: &#34;Y&#8217;all ready to go?&#34; &#34;Y&#8217;all stay in touch, OK?&#34; &#34;Y&#8217;all put your hands together now!&#34;
 
It first [...]]]></description>
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		<title>&#8220;I miss the entertainment of the streets&#8221;</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 29 Apr 2004 04:26:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leslie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Salon &#124; August 8, 2004

By Leslie Guttman
The rap competition was held last fall on the south side of the Iron Triangle, a poor, often violent neighborhood in Richmond, near San Francisco. The grass was brown and patchy. The stage was made up of four paint-stained metal folding tables. Three plywood steps covered with dirty carpet [...]]]></description>
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		<title>In search of the perfect clamshell: biodegradable Styrofoam</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 24 Apr 2004 19:23:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leslie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Salon &#124; March 3, 2004
By Leslie Guttman
For environmentalists, few quests would seem to make as much sense as the dream of biodegradable Styrofoam. As Greg Glenn, a USDA scientist who has worked on the problem for years, says, &#34;If you&#8217;re going to have products you only use once, why make them out of material that [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The story of the Sims family: Part I</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 22 Apr 2004 19:36:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leslie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[San Francisco Chronicle &#124; August 26, 2003
By Leslie Guttman
Spoon was a lanky, 17-year-old gang-banger making $800 a day selling drugs at the former Kennedy Manor project in Richmond when he came to the Barbara Alexander Academy. He was full of anger, sullen as a thundercloud.
Julia was 15 when she arrived at the school door. An [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Story of the Sims Family: Part II</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Apr 2004 19:57:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leslie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[San Francisco Chronicle &#124; August 27, 2003
By Leslie Guttman
Mary Sims lay on the hospital bed at Doctor&#8217;s Medical in San Pablo, a handful of heartbeats left. Nearly all of her 12 children were around her. Five of them were teachers in Richmond&#8217;s Iron Triangle neighborhood, struggling to keep a charter high school open for kids [...]]]></description>
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		<title>A Tenderloin pastor remembers the forgotten</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Apr 2004 18:45:58 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Leslie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[San Francisco Chronicle &#124; May 13, 2001
By Leslie Guttman
When the Rev. Glenda Hope walks through the Tenderloin to work each day, she thinks of the 23rd Psalm because it is a walk through the Valley of the Shadow of Death.
Like an urban circuit preacher, Hope gets calls each week asking her to remember the forgotten [...]]]></description>
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