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  <title>les histoires de chaque jour</title>
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    <title>hairsprayandoi @ 2009-04-26T13:34:00</title>
    <published>2009-04-26T20:35:50Z</published>
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    <content type="html">I JUST FUCKING CLICKED THE BACK ARROW IN MY BROWSER AND EXITED A WHOLE PAGE AND A HALF OF AN ENTRY!&lt;br /&gt;so mad, so mad.</content>
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    <title>and now you've got front row</title>
    <published>2009-04-20T02:28:39Z</published>
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    <content type="html">a online documentation of my life; this friend's only journal is pleasing and full of melodramatic nonsense. out of control ramblings about lovers and heartbreaks, the naked and the dressed, those good days verses the miserable ones. i have no regrets.</content>
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