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	<title>Comments on: playing house</title>
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		<title>By: Sarah in Brooklyn</title>
		<link>http://www.jessamyn.com/journal/2008/07/playing-house#comment-8920</link>
		<dc:creator>Sarah in Brooklyn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 22:24:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>If you'd like to have that kind of vacation in Brooklyn this weekend on your way up from DC, let me know -- my apartment will be empty and you are welcome to it. Three blocks from Brooklyn Brewery...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>If you&#8217;d like to have that kind of vacation in Brooklyn this weekend on your way up from DC, let me know &#8212; my apartment will be empty and you are welcome to it. Three blocks from Brooklyn Brewery&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: MissPinkKate</title>
		<link>http://www.jessamyn.com/journal/2008/07/playing-house#comment-8653</link>
		<dc:creator>MissPinkKate</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Jul 2008 21:43:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Mail slots are especially fun if you have a dog.  The Maltese I grew up with would generally rip about half the mail apart before we could get to it, until we got a new nice mailman who'd drop a dog treat with the mail.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Mail slots are especially fun if you have a dog.  The Maltese I grew up with would generally rip about half the mail apart before we could get to it, until we got a new nice mailman who&#8217;d drop a dog treat with the mail.</p>
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