Message-ID: <Pine.NEB.4.44.0207240021000.6488-100000@panix3.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.aol.com>,
"WRYTING-L : Writing and Theory across Disciplines" <WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA>
Subject: mournful spirits
Date: Wed, 24 Jul 2002 00:21:19 -0400 (EDT)
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