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  <title>An Attempt To Tip The Scales</title>
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  <title>Moved Back</title>
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  <description>I moved back to &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_emphasis1673&apos; lj:user=&apos;emphasis1673&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://emphasis1673.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://emphasis1673.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;emphasis1673&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Everyone that was added here is also added there now.</description>
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  <title>2nd public post</title>
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  <description>If you read this, even if i don&apos;t speak to you often, you must post a memory of me.&lt;br /&gt;It can be anything you want, it can be good or bad, just so long as it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This can be posted anonymously for not. It doesn&apos;t matter.</description>
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  <lj:music>Requiem - John Rutter</lj:music>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 30 Jan 2005 05:43:15 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Friends Only</title>
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  <description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic/25771hWxv/309629.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there was this woman and she was on an airplane, and she was flying to meet her fiancé seaming high above the largest ocean on planet earth. She was seated next to this man she had tried to start conversations, but the only thing she had really heard him say was to order his Bloody Mary. She was sitting there and she was reading this really arduous magazine article about a third world country that she couldn’t even pronounce the name of. And she was feeling very bored and despondent. And then suddenly there was this huge mechanical failure and one of the engines gave out, and they started just falling thirty-thousand feet, and the pilots on the microphone and he’s saying “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, oh my god” and apologizing. And she looks at the man and says “Where are we going?” and he looks at her and he says “We’re going to a party. It’s a birthday party. It’s your birthday party. Happy birthday darling. We love you very, very, very, very, very, very, very much.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Comment to be added.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</description>
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