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        <pubDate>Sun, 06 Dec 2009 11:41:36 PST</pubDate>        
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                <title>vanished in north</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 02 Oct 2009 16:45:24 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm catching grapes in my mouth. It means I trust. Later I draw myself up, my spine is walloping with the dignity. It's the newest praise of enjoyment.<br /><br /> Milky mornings are still present case. And the case is simple, you meet a person, you fall in this. It's simple, I loud simple things, safe platitudes. When something is complicated and unclear you know that is pretentious. It should be in simple way. I love milky mornings, milky metaphores, milky bars in the end. Milky mornings with this lightness of being, without explanation, the time, when you check the circuit of your ankles and kluckles, the surface of your chest, calfs, stomach. I love these little things in the morning, these rituals, cup of coffee for goodmorning, curtains, the frost, and everything twice.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
                <author>~sporadycznie</author>
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                <title>2</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 18 Jul 2009 14:10:19 PDT</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I'm just wondering why some people in the buses don't upbraid these persisting guys, yesterday totally drunk man knukled down the redhead one and still nudged him with no redhead's backlash. Maybe it was lack of the motivation, we have dog days here, yup.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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                <title>first note</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2009 13:54:10 PST</pubDate>
                
                <description><![CDATA[ I haven't shown photos here and causes - university, work at the weekends and photography on the other hand . But (!) what amazes me, in october i'm going as a scholar to Finland for five months. <br /> In addition, now I admire colours, by pentacon six and tessar's lens take photos for my closest people in usual moments of their lives, some pozes, some spontaneous.<br /> I love photos of lazies mornings, sleeping friends, supple lights and shadows in their rooms, I still like sleeping and mornings are important for me, maybe not symbolic but so clear and airy, even if it's strange around here, even in one here or there aren't that quietly as I want to.<br /><br /> ]]></description>
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