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	<description>A day in the life of an antisocial</description>
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		<title>The Late Summer Leap</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Summer’s almost over. The days are still hot but the nights are getting cooler. Outside, I can see that it was beginning to rain. It was just enough to wash away the haze that’s hovering over my head. Even without the aid of beer, my belly begins to flab. My legs, now embedded with gout, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Cold Remains</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Gone was winter, and summer’s almost here. But despite the southern warmer weather, the northern cold still remains&#8230; Once again, the slightly greenish haze went down the cascades of the everglades, its humid vapor condenses slowly and its frozen tentacles reaching across the hills and straight right through me. When it’s warm it can get [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Curse of the Winter Mist</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Looking from the inside of my comfortable hotel room, I could sense the North American winter cold. I gazed at a few snowflakes stacked in the window pane and tried to imagine a million different kinds. I couldn’t quite place where the west meets the east. Except perhaps that I do know that it is [...]]]></description>
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