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		<title>I Was Humbled By People’s Resilience And Hospitality</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 10:01:04 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Margo de Beijer</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The focus of my photography is the Middle East, on women and children especially. Lebanon in particular is interesting because of its key location as a gate to the Middle East, between the West and the Arab world. I grew up and lived in both Lebanon and the U.S. I am a Lebanese insider who speaks the language, knows the country, and understands its people, but also an outsider who can see Lebanon and its complexities through Western eyes, who can still be intrigued by the dichotomies that are shocking to the Westerner, but unnoticed by the locals.]]></description>
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		<title>I travelled with Mikhail, my Belarusan companion</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Feb 2010 10:01:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Margo de Beijer</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[In August 2009 I travelled with Mikhail, my Belarusan companion, throughout the country as a participant to Plotki magazine’s Belarus Inside Out project. Ten days of restless movement in and between four major cities, Grodna, Bobruisk, Mogilev and Minsk, seeking to satisfy my urge to document life as-it-is in this isolated, flat-terrained but otherwise stranger-friendly place.]]></description>
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		<title>I’d Like My Photos To Not Trade On Cheap Emotions</title>
		<link>http://www.theblacksnapper.net/2010/01/30/i%e2%80%99d-like-my-photos-to-not-trade-on-cheap-emotions/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 30 Jan 2010 10:01:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Daniel Cuthbert</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[‘The World’ is an illusion created by your state of mind. Photography is an incredibly manipulative medium. Photography is all about emotion, but I’d like my photographs to not trade on cheap emotions like lust, angry, pity and greed, like so much advertising, fashion photography and many of the most famous documentary/ fine art photographers in South Africa.]]></description>
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		<title>Day 145 &#8211; I Met A Lot Of Pakistani People</title>
		<link>http://www.theblacksnapper.net/2009/12/22/day-145-i-met-a-lot-of-pakistani-people/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 22 Dec 2009 10:01:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Artur Eranosian</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[One consequence of the one sided way Pakistan is covered in the media is a total collapse of tourism. I wanted to tell a different story. About people living their lives as they always used to. And if you look good enough, there’s this absurdity connected to living in this bizar but intriguing country. Sometime it’s habits and traditions that cause a strange athmosphere, sometimes it’s the situation and sometimes a combination of both. I have used photography to show what I ‘ve seen in this wonderful country, what I think and feel about Pakistan. I met a lot of Pakistani people, they treat strangers like real guests. So, be their guest!]]></description>
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		<title>Day 143 &#8211; Daily Life in Haiti</title>
		<link>http://www.theblacksnapper.net/2009/12/20/day-143-daily-life-in-haiti/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 20 Dec 2009 10:47:56 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Artur Eranosian</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I am yet to meet someone who has not been not moved by Haiti’s beautiful landscapes, colorful streets and rich culture. Nor have I met anyone who was not shocked by its poverty. Haiti is full of contrast and complexity. I once heard someone say that “you can spend years in Haiti and still not understand the place.” In 1804 Haiti attracted the world’s attention by becoming the first black republic to declare independence. Today it attracts attention for being the poorest Nation in the Western Hemisphere.]]></description>
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		<title>Day 140 &#8211; Trans Siberian Living Rooms</title>
		<link>http://www.theblacksnapper.net/2009/12/17/day-140-trans-siberian-living-rooms/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Dec 2009 10:01:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Artur Eranosian</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[''I am looking for a place to spend the night. Do you know people who would have a bed, or a couch? I don’t need anything in particular, and I have a sleeping-bag. I prefer not to stay in a hotel, because I don’t have a lot of money and because I want to see the way people live in Russia. Could I stay at your place, perhaps? Thank you very much for your help!" For three periods of one month, I have let the Trans-Siberian train guide me alongside forgotten villages, from living room to living room. ]]></description>
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		<title>To My Lost Daughter &#8211; The History Of My Life</title>
		<link>http://www.theblacksnapper.net/2009/12/10/to-my-lost-daughter-the-history-of-my-life/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Dec 2009 10:01:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Juan Antonio Molina Cuesta</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[There was a fire one day. I was talking to a friend of mine. I said to him "let's take a photo." He was in the taxi. It had no windshield, I used to rent the cheapest taxis. The day I took this photo (the first photograph in the slideshow, ed.) I set out to make a photo album to show to my baby girl one day. If I wouldn't have any money I would simply leave her the history of my life. I used to take landscape photos during my days off. But my wife was pregnant and I knew it would be a girl. She died the day after she was born. It was a Saturday, November 25 of 2006. ]]></description>
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		<title>Day 132 &#8211; Memories Of A Magic Land</title>
		<link>http://www.theblacksnapper.net/2009/12/09/day-132-my-magic-land-memories/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 10:01:55 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Alexander Glyadyelov</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I had a happy childhood. Loving parents, a careless daily life in the kindergarden, picnics on the weekends... and Korchevatoye. The neighborhood where I grew up is located on the very outskirts of Kiev. When I was little it appeared to me as the Magic Land - fruit gardens, labyrinths of garages next to the river, hostels and "khrushchovkas" mixed with private houses, children and babushkas - all so dear... Childhood got imprinted like a bright colorful fairy tale in my memory. Then I moved.]]></description>
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		<title>Day 131 &#8211; Donbass&#8217; Do It Yourself Mining</title>
		<link>http://www.theblacksnapper.net/2009/12/08/day-131-donbass-do-it-yourself-mining/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 10:18:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Alexander Glyadyelov</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The illegal Donbass mines operate in a situation of quasi-anargy, tolerated by local authorities and men of power. It is hard for a photographer to gain access to such a place. Alexander did and focussed on the miners, showing us beautiful portraits of strong and proud men and women, living a life of hard work. "After long negotiations miners agreed to show me the underground reign of Hades. I went down and reached an underground city. It was a «hole», a name used in Donbass for a «dig-it-yourself pit» ("samokopki"). Under the conditions of general unemployment and huge annual arrears of wages at the mines, the «dig-it-yourself pits» were the basic source of income in numerous miners’ settlements in Donbass."]]></description>
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		<title>Day 127 &#8211; Life Without Loneliness</title>
		<link>http://www.theblacksnapper.net/2009/12/04/day-127-life-without-loneliness/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Dec 2009 10:01:01 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Alexander Glyadyelov</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was looking for a community of people that does not suffer from loneliness. Searching for a perfect understanding between two people, I found an unique multicultural village in Ukraine where an extraordinary number of identical twins have been born. These people have never felt lonely except in the event of losing their other half: brother or sister.]]></description>
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