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    <title>A Street with Many Sounds, Angela Ann, Koprivshtitsa</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an apartment but my life extends beyond its walls to the streets around my apartment building. Every day I talk with my neighbors, play with the kids who live in the block, sit outside with my friend, her chicken roaming around, and watch the world go by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sounds from my street are my daily clock. The crowing of the rooster wakes me and the church bell announces the beginning and the end of my day. I have dinner to the sound of the cows returning, I hear their moos when the&amp;nbsp;gate&amp;nbsp;is closed. I go to bed with the cats&amp;rsquo; meowing and the dogs&amp;rsquo; barking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am writing this, someone is cutting wood and &amp;ldquo;Crazy Frog&amp;rdquo; is playing on the radio. I like my street in the U.S. -- it is quieter but&amp;nbsp;the sounds and life in my Bulgarian street here are important to me. Many years from now they will be my strongest memories from Bulgaria. I will never forget the people and the sounds in this street. We all have a house or an apartment but we need to go out to the street, to discover the people and the things that make it our home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Angela&amp;nbsp;works for the Peace Corps in Koprivshtitsa. She has lived in Bulgaria for two years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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