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	<title>Comments on: In Which Research Mirrors My Childhood Literary Experience</title>
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	<description>You've Got Some Free Time, Huh?</description>
	<pubDate>Thu, 24 May 2012 00:16:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: brie</title>
		<link>http://standsalone.org/blog/2008/06/05/in-which-research-mirrors-my-childhood-literary-experience/comment-page-1/#comment-1532</link>
		<dc:creator>brie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Jun 2008 06:23:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I bet that was illegal in Belgium.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I bet that was illegal in Belgium.</p>
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		<title>By: dannygutters</title>
		<link>http://standsalone.org/blog/2008/06/05/in-which-research-mirrors-my-childhood-literary-experience/comment-page-1/#comment-1531</link>
		<dc:creator>dannygutters</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Jun 2008 20:39:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Once my dad threw a baby sitters club book out of the car window as we were driving through belgium because me and my sisters were fighting over who got to read it. True Story.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Once my dad threw a baby sitters club book out of the car window as we were driving through belgium because me and my sisters were fighting over who got to read it. True Story.</p>
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