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		<title>The Magic of a Hardboiled Egg by Guixia Yin</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I often looked forward to being sick as a little girl. There was a delicacy to be had only when I was sick. It was a hardboiled egg. My mom would put her palm on my forehead and announce, “Sweet Daughter, you have a fever. I’ll boil an egg for you.” I touched my forehead, content – even thrilled – to feel the heat. I put the hot egg in my pocket, enjoying its warmth on my leg. I cleared the clutter from the pocket in case the egg might crack against something. Then I took it out, spinning it on the table and catching it before it fell to the floor. Not wanting my second brother to see it – he would snatch it from me, I put it back in my pocket again. I toyed with it until I couldn’t resist the temptation anymore. I cracked it with great care. I wanted it to remain whole and smooth. First, I studied the half-transparent, jelly-like white before I peeled it off and ate it. Then I studied the thin gray film wrapping the yolk. Finally, I bit off half of the fine, yellow ball and chewed slowly before swallowing [...]]]></description>
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