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	<title>My Own Devices - A Word Comic.</title>
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		<title>Deoderant.</title>
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		<category><![CDATA[a swarm of flies around you]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[i smell fantastic]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[scents are dangerous]]></category>

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		<title>Hardware Store.</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Sep 2008 17:26:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Home Life Poems]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[Sex and Love Poems]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[a new hammer]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[different kinds of ropes]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[does this fit in my truck]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[pvc pipes gallore]]></category>

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		<title>Cubicle.</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Aug 2008 15:32:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Office and Urban Poems]]></category>

		<category><![CDATA[go to art school]]></category>

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		<category><![CDATA[the balls to quit]]></category>

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