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| | American Anthropologies, Part I (or, How the Materialist Spent Her Summer Vacation) from 'The Materialist Blog' by ... |
 | | Unlike the Materialist's colleagues (or their children, for that matter), who spent their summers in Cairo or London or the south of France, the Materialist spent hers on the road, which was, admittedly, a slight improvement over where she spent the winters and falls of her developmental years, namely, eastern Texas. |
 | | Seven hours later, Rupert and the Materialist arrived at his aunt's house--the Materialist was sent downstairs to a frosty, damp cellar room called the Arctic Room, whose walls were covered with pictures of loons, and Rupert was sent across the lawn to a little guesthouse called the Solo Hut. |
 | | The Materialist instantly liked Rupert's aunt, who reminded her of her favorite high school teachers, the kind who would patiently listen to you drone on interminably about your FEELINGS but would also try to alert you to a world outside the one dominated by your own self-absorption and hormones. |
| www.concierge.com /cntraveler/blogs/materialist/2007/08/american-anthro.html (1271 words) |
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