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		<title>The virtue of his route</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[The virtue of his route was that he could duck from rooftop to alley to gutter without human interaction, he had planned it this way.]]></description>
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		<title>He had worked out a</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Jul 2008 11:58:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[He had worked out a fairly complex route to the apothecary. He had, after all, been hanging above the city every day for ten years.]]></description>
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		<title>inner voice. The sea of</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Jun 2008 16:43:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[inner voice. The sea of people in the open air market felt far more fraught with danger than dangling high above the gaping void.]]></description>
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		<title>the top level of the</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 07:42:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[the top level of the elevator. It hissed and whined and brought him to the first floor. He stared at the closeness of the city,]]></description>
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		<title>the crowds far below. He</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 07:39:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[the crowds far below. He quickly showered, dressed and put on his long and weather beaten coat. He descended five flights of stairs til he got to]]></description>
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		<title>was over. His fridge was</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 07:36:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[was over. His fridge was very empty and he had sworn an oath long ago that pidgeons were not for eating. And so he steeled himself to be among]]></description>
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		<title>This morning he finishes just</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 12 May 2008 07:34:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This morning he finishes just in time to snatch the needle from the inner track of the last record side. He already knew the best part of his day]]></description>
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		<title>so the music was continuous.</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Mar 2008 20:53:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[so the music was continuous. He had a collection of double lp sets that worked perfectly as the soundtracks for his precarious ballet]]></description>
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		<title>It is only on the</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Mar 2008 20:52:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It is only on the most sluggish mornings that miles does not finish one clock face per record side. He usually tried to time it out exactly]]></description>
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		<title>An ancient record player acts</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 04 Mar 2008 20:00:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[An ancient record player acts as inspiration and timing device. A violin concerto plays through the small door as he swings over the face.]]></description>
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