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  <title>no meat</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee10/lil_rachiee_bby/9403c10b.jpg&quot;&gt;http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee10/lil_rachiee_bby/9403c10b.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;normal&quot;&gt;We feel that animals have the same rights as a retarded human child because they are equal mentally in terms of dependence on others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;tiny&quot;&gt;- &lt;i&gt;The New York Times&lt;/i&gt; (January 14, 1989)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;To a man whose mind is free there is something even more intolerable in the sufferings of animals than in the sufferings of man. For with the latter it is at least admitted that suffering is evil and that the man who causes it is a criminal. But thousands of animals are uselessly butchered every day without a shadow of remorse. If any man were to refer to it, he would be thought ridiculous. And that is the unpardonable crime.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;strong&gt;Romain Rolland&lt;/strong&gt;, author, Nobel Prize 1915&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;okay it starts out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i move to knew school in 7th grade. meet this girl who becomes my best friend, i never really could trust anyone and i trusted her with my life and vise versa. grade 8 i meet this boy. we date he didn&apos;t want me to see her because we where so close are friendship in that year had already grown so much, it was pretty much just me and her it pissed allot of people off actually, so i betrayed her i didn&apos;t talk to her for 5 months. when all else failed she was there for me when we broke up. she was there to pick up the pieces of the mess i made like always, i love her to death we have shared so much. summer of grade 9 we get into a tiny okay a huge fight probably something i did once again but we had gotten so much close before that as well because each time we fight our friend ship comes back twice as strong as it was before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;grade 9, i drop out of school. move to ithaca, left her just like that, once again i hurt her. grade 10. I&apos;m back in town. we hadn&apos;t talked for a few months, we had so many plans together how could all this go wrong i get into a car accident write her and&amp;nbsp;apologize to her my apology was very real and strong. so we talk. then 2 weeks later she gets in a car accident and we are really close. i miss her so much now we hang out a few times, this time its not the same how can i get my best friend back, the truth is i messed up too many times shes not here to pick up the pieces this time and i don&apos;t blame her i need to let her go now but its so hard its crazy how much i miss the old times but nothing will ever be the same again and it so horrible i cant believe i messed up this bad. and now i have no one i don&apos;t really now what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean she was the only one there for me through&lt;br /&gt;my eating disorder in grade 7,&lt;br /&gt;through me cutting myself grade 8.&lt;br /&gt;i don&apos;t think i can do this on my own</description>
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