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		<title>Cup o&#8217; Kona</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 12 Sep 2009 17:36:44 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Well, for a nice, benign Saturday morning post I thought I would, yet again, pay homage to my beautiful coffee. Actually, come to think of it, I&#8217;ve never mentioned my glorious Kona Blend on this site, but my Facebook friends are quite familiar with it. At any rate, what you all are privy to is [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Tear Gas Blackened Chicken</title>
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		<dc:creator>Daniel Landerman</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[My buddy, Mr. Jonathan Auch, is staying with me. We&#8217;re both fans of food and we both love to cook. Tonight was no exception unless you were to say that is was exceptionally hot. Imagine trying to cook while somebody is blasting pepper spray and tear gas in the kitchen. We took a recipe for [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Tiny Story #7</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Aug 2009 16:57:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“WHERE TO TODAY?” For six days Ridley did not alight except to eat, drink or relieve himself, and occasionally sleep. It was all so new. Learning to navigate from an entirely different perspective was easier than he thought it might be. He simply learned to recognize shapes of intersections and tops of buildings. He really [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Tiny Story #6</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Aug 2009 18:40:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[FOREIGNER: Thomas did not blend in with the locals in the least. He was more than a head taller than anyone else. The rich dark skin of Mumbai’s inhabitants contrasted sharply with his fair countenance. He clearly did not belong, so the men and women hawking their wares along Fashion Row would raise their prices [...]]]></description>
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