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	<title>Comments on: Adventures Out of Sydney Part V: Melbournian Death Match</title>
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	<description>Words are spells against demons
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		<title>By: semanticdrifter</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 29 Oct 2008 14:06:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you. I think?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you. I think?</p>
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		<title>By: lost in time</title>
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		<dc:creator>lost in time</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 29 Oct 2008 08:19:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Beautiful:

&lt;blockquote&gt;walked in circles for a while until I made myself tired enough to go to sleep. If there is a sadder or more perfect metaphor for my life thus far, I am afraid to know what it is..&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Beautiful:</p>
<blockquote><p>walked in circles for a while until I made myself tired enough to go to sleep. If there is a sadder or more perfect metaphor for my life thus far, I am afraid to know what it is..</p></blockquote>
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