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<description><![CDATA[<a class="highslide" href="https://picture.graycity.net/img/stefani-deoul/say_her_name.jpg"><img src="https://picture.graycity.net/img/stefani-deoul/say_her_name_preview.jpg" class="fr-fic fr-dib" title ="Say Her Name" alt ="Say Her Name"/></a><br//>High-flying lesbionic brainiac Sid Rubin is caught up in the glow of new love&#8212;and the snowball fight of the century. Distraction in action, Sid forgets to duck and takes a full facial hit, launching her backwards into Imani, who in turn slides down a hill, through a thicket, and amazingly, lands safely. Or so she thinks. Until she hears an ice crack and sees a fingertip rise through the small fissure. Cue the scream. Jimmy, Sid, Ari, and Vikram slip and slide their way to the rescue, somehow knowing that a chain of events has just been set in motion. The finger becomes a hand, and then a body. It's a young girl. And she's not alone. There are eight more skeletons&#8212;unidentified and unclaimed Until now, when Sid utters the words, "I want someone to say her name." It's time for the posse to round up and ride again. To chase a single strand of DNA across time, and states, and even continents. A genetic genealogy hunt that's right up Sid's Silicon Alley. But there's a glitch...]]></description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 28 Nov 2017 19:22:27 +0200</pubDate>
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