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	<description>Chicks are cool</description>
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		<title>By: Rob Sawyer &#8212; Reviewing WotA. How cool is that? &#124; Eileen Bell</title>
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		<dc:creator>Rob Sawyer &#8212; Reviewing WotA. How cool is that? &#124; Eileen Bell</dc:creator>
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		<description>[...] I called Billie.  Luckily she was home.  I told her to check it out &#8212; and she did.  Then she lost her [...]</description>
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		<title>By: The radio interview &#124; Eileen Bell</title>
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		<dc:creator>The radio interview &#124; Eileen Bell</dc:creator>
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		<description>[...] a Tuesday morning, and I was drinking my second (ha!) cup of coffee, when the phone rang.  It was Roxanne Felix, and she had [...]</description>
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