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	<description>A False Sense of Community</description>
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		<title>Protected: Thanksgiving 2007</title>
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		<link>http://emailforpics.com/2007/11/15/thanksgiving-2007/</link>
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		<title>Come one, come all</title>
		<description>For his birthday, Ger wants Irish breakfast. Specifically, he wants brekkie rolls, that oh-so-Irish of traditions in which you take an innocent meal and wrap it in a French roll. We've made the preparations for importing Irish sausage, rashers, and pudding, but there are minimum orders for these kinds of ...</description>
		<link>http://emailforpics.com/2007/02/28/come-one-come-all/</link>
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		<title>Protected: Thanksgiving 2006 (Online!)</title>
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		<link>http://emailforpics.com/2006/11/13/thanksgiving-2006/</link>
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		<title>Sympathy for my mother</title>
		<description>An email I received today:

"Subject: bad day

on Tuesday, I went to zoo to clean Aspen's cage and got bit by fire ants,
then David and I headed to Tuscaloosa.  On the way we had a flat tire in
Prattville which took a while to fix as had trouble getting lug nuts loose.
Then ...</description>
		<link>http://emailforpics.com/2006/08/17/sympathy-for-my-mother/</link>
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		<title>I R Four Ninjas</title>
		<description>Well. Guess this is everything... resolved I suppose. CW has returned to whence they came up in research which... well means I get to be me and them from now until a replacement arrives. In about two months.

Utter comms breakdown. The scraps and snips of information I got were all ...</description>
		<link>http://emailforpics.com/2006/07/04/i-r-four-ninjas/</link>
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		<title>Turn On A Dime</title>
		<description>Today I wander into the office thinking 'hm, must get back to Franck about that weekend in London, maybe I'll get to see Gwen, must find out what happened to all the French over the weekend, going home on Friday hurrah' and then on a suspicious rumour I moseyed up ...</description>
		<link>http://emailforpics.com/2006/06/26/turn-on-a-dime/</link>
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		<title>I said, do you speaka my language?</title>
		<description>In 24 hours I've had two separate linguistic adventures. I suspect this is because I clearly look like both 1. a native English speaker and 2. someone who won't just frown and keep walking.

The first was in the corner supermarket, where I was carefully considering the cottage cheese selection. A ...</description>
		<link>http://emailforpics.com/2006/06/26/i-said-do-you-speaka-my-language/</link>
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		<title>It&#8217;s a small world</title>
		<description>"Did you, um, go to school in Alabama?"

This is not a question I hear every day.  In fact, no one's ever asked me that before, without already knowing where I'm from.  Certainly not a stranger on the street.  Especially not an extra.  An extra for a ...</description>
		<link>http://emailforpics.com/2006/06/22/its-a-small-world/</link>
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		<title>It Festers</title>
		<description>So. It's been a while but I'm faced with a conundrum in that the relationship between me and a coworker has turned wretched and I'm not sure what to do. I realised things were bad when I was putting in extra hours before and after I ought to be there ...</description>
		<link>http://emailforpics.com/2006/06/09/it-festers/</link>
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		<title>What were you thinking?</title>
		<description>All weekend I held in my mind an idea for an emailforpics post. It was a small idea, a grain if you will, of something that might inspire me to write a few paragraphs and (hopefully) y'all to read them. Something happened this morning to change my mind, and although ...</description>
		<link>http://emailforpics.com/2006/05/15/what-were-you-thinking/</link>
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