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  <recommended_for><![CDATA[Hopeless yet disillusioned romantic nomads]]></recommended_for>
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  <read_at>Wed Apr 01 00:00:00 -0700 2009</read_at>
  <date_added>Sun May 03 19:29:37 -0700 2009</date_added>
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    <body><![CDATA[I carried this book around Eastern Europe, hoping that it would lend some insight into Prauge. It didn't, but it was a very tightly written story of two people who come back to the Czech Republic after emigrating under Communism. I think this book is a profound meditation on the meaning of home and belonging and that touched me more than the love story parts. I also liked the description of how capitalism came back to Prague with an energetic vengeance. I could certainly see clear evidence of that while I was there. ]]></body>
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