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         creativity. If I invented a word placing machine, an “expression-scriber,” if you will, then I would 
         have a kind of instrument into which I could step & sit or sprawl or hang & use not only my fingers 
         to make words express feelings but elbows, feet, head, behind, and all the sounds I wanted, screams, 
-        grunts, taps, itches, I’d have magnetically recorded, at the same time, & translated into word or 
+        grunts, taps, itches, I'd have magnetically recorded, at the same time, & translated into word or 
         perhaps even the final xpressed thought/feeling wd not be merely word or sheet, but itself, the 
-        xpression, three dimensional–able to be touched, or tasted or felt, or entered, or heard or carried 
+        xpression, three dimensional-able to be touched, or tasted or felt, or entered, or heard or carried 
         like a speaking singing constantly communicating charm. A typewriter is corny!!
 
         From Amiri Baraka, Technology & Ethos, http://www.soulsista.com/titanic/baraka.html
@@ -131,7 +131,7 @@
         <br>
         We overlap, we crawl through the memory lane. We go silently through the gates of space and time, 
         we exchange our sights with each other and for one spectacular moment, all the stars in our bags spill 
-        and we get to see through each other’s’ eyes. Our bag is now in the middle, its ready for you to 
+        and we get to see through each others' eyes. Our bag is now in the middle, its ready for you to 
         discover and see the networks of our minds, make knots in the middle or intervene with what we call is 
         a collective memory of few xpubbers.</p>