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	<title>Comments on: Back Fence PDX Day!</title>
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	<description>I'm specialer than the slush pile.</description>
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		<title>By: k8</title>
		<link>http://melissalion.wordpress.com/2008/11/12/back-fence-pdx-day-10/#comment-1792</link>
		<dc:creator>k8</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 20:02:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I started a new cooking blog, so I get to do all kinds of fun things now. Yippee!!!! And U-B is one of my favorites as well. He makes me cry on a regular basis.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I started a new cooking blog, so I get to do all kinds of fun things now. Yippee!!!! And U-B is one of my favorites as well. He makes me cry on a regular basis.</p>
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		<title>By: apollocreed</title>
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		<dc:creator>apollocreed</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 19:19:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Is this what happens when you can&#039;t drink anymore?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Is this what happens when you can&#8217;t drink anymore?</p>
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		<title>By: Kiala</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kiala</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 19:05:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Those cranberries look delishus.

I made a turkey sandwich yesterday. Is that...anything?</description>
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<p>I made a turkey sandwich yesterday. Is that&#8230;anything?</p>
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		<title>By: Kristen</title>
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		<dc:creator>Kristen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 15:21:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>That looks beautyful.
I am quite domestic too you know. Yesterday I made brownies.  And by &quot;I&quot; I mean I got all the stuff out and told Ken to do it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>That looks beautyful.<br />
I am quite domestic too you know. Yesterday I made brownies.  And by &#8220;I&#8221; I mean I got all the stuff out and told Ken to do it.</p>
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		<title>By: Back Fence Prelude &#171; The Underblawg</title>
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		<dc:creator>Back Fence Prelude &#171; The Underblawg</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 12:53:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Fence&#160;Prelude  Along the back fence, there runs a line of trees. On her side, they&#8217;re honeycrisps. On his, they&#8217;re [...]</description>
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