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		<title>The Query Letter</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Los Angeles attorney Daniel Silver, newly divorced and without a clue about being a middle-aged bachelor, sets off in The Book of Danny, approx. 58,000 words, on a  brave, befuddling search for the kind of love that will provide him tender sustenance and enable a new life of quality and meaning.
Along our irreverent way, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Chapter 1</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Chapter 1
Wide-eyed, wired with insomnia, Daniel Silver barreled down the nearly empty 2 A.M Santa Monica Freeway in his jet-black Camaro at nearly 90 miles per hour until he had to slow down for the gentle curve of the McClure Tunnel, which spat him out onto the Pacific Coast Highway, headed north. He cruised up [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Book of Danny</title>
		<description><![CDATA[by
Joel Deutsch
Copyright ©  Joel M. Deutsch 2010
DEDICATION
to my dear friend Yana
For the great relief of having you to talk to
(Tip of the hat to John Sebastian and The Lovin&#8217; Spoonful)
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		<title>Standing and Waiting: A Triptych</title>
		<description><![CDATA[by Joel deutsch
1
a block away, the light turns green
and the bus starts forward again,
head sign scrolling route number, name and destination
over and over
like a TV news crawl
with nothing else left to report. 
It&#8217;s hot, very hot. 85, says a digital thermometer atop a bank.
The afternoon traffic crawls over scorching asphalt
Most windows rolled up tight to [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Blog Entries Coming Soon</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Content to come. 
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		<title>Polling Place Blues</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Ninety-nine and a half just won&#8217;t do,&#8221; sings soul man Wilson Pickett to a reluctant lover. &#8220;Just won&#8217;t get it.&#8221; When it comes to disability access accommodations, Same thing applies. 

By Joel Deutsch
I scrawled my signature where a precinct worker had his finger pressed down on what looked to me like a blank page in [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Love Through a Fractured Lens</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A blind date, legally blind
By Joel Deutsch
The waitress set down my coffee and laid a pair of large menus on the table. “I’ll come back when your other party gets here,” she said. 
“Wait,” I entreated. “Would you mind telling me the salads?” I didn’t want to start off this first date by asking to [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Red Sea</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Why should I advertise my disability by carrying the long white cane, I asked myself, when I could still see the sidewalk at my feet?
By Joel Deutsch
It felt like instant karma.  Payback for almost running over an unsuspecting kid a few years ago because  I hadn’t been smart or brave enough to quit [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Losing the Movies</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Would audio description cut through the low vision blur and save the cinema for this lifetime movie lover?
By Joel Deutsch
I always loved going to the movies.
I loved the big screen, the popcorn, the transient, sweet sense of being in communion with a room full of strangers. I loved the growing accumulation in my memory of [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Express</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Talk about being stuck on the wrong train…
By Joel Deutsch
&#8220;Cuando alcances mi edad habrás perdido casi por completo la vista. Verás el color amarillo y sombras y luces. No te preocupes. La ceguera gradual no es una cosa trágica. Es como un lento atardecer de verano.&#8221;
&#8220;When you attain my age, you will have almost completely [...]]]></description>
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