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		<title>Noahism 2012</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Jan 2012 12:52:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Victoria</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I had just started eating some grits after making the kids breakfast, when I dumped a spoonful of grits on my hoodie.  I said, "Great!  Really?  Again!"  Noah asked what was the problem.  I told him I had already spilled pancake mix on myself.  His sag...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[I had just started eating some grits after making the kids breakfast, when I dumped a spoonful of grits on my hoodie.  I said, "Great!  Really?  Again!"  Noah asked what was the problem.  I told him I had already spilled pancake mix on myself.  His sage advice (given in a prophetic voice) was:<div><br /></div><div>"Maybe your time has come and your luck has run out."</div><div><br /></div><div>Thanks, Noah.  Give the Mayans my love.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26512505-4710641000999873158?l=victoriataylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Weekend Noahisms</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 22 May 2011 14:11:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Victoria</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Last night as we were talking in Rachel's room I was recommending to Noah that he would make more friends if he didn't constantly interject as if he were a cop about what every one else is doing. Me:  "My only point is that you would make more friends ...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YHzczYSXUi4/Tdkdr_4G0AI/AAAAAAAAGBA/kti02YJZEP0/s1600/police.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YHzczYSXUi4/Tdkdr_4G0AI/AAAAAAAAGBA/kti02YJZEP0/s400/police.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609547452585005058" /></a><br />Last night as we were talking in Rachel's room I was recommending to Noah that he would make more friends if he didn't constantly interject as if he were a cop about what every one else is doing. <br /><br />Me:  "My only point is that you would make more friends if you weren't policing other people."<br /><br />Noah:  "I don't like policing.  I only do it when they do something wrong."<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Op9Zm79vOs/TdkfwecOX6I/AAAAAAAAGBI/Ht4DdOtPAGI/s1600/papaya.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Op9Zm79vOs/TdkfwecOX6I/AAAAAAAAGBI/Ht4DdOtPAGI/s400/papaya.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609549728532291490" /></a><br /><br /><br />The conversation this morning started out with Noah playing "Ben 10 Ultimate Alien game" on the WII.  He noted that a company called Papaya made the game.<br /><br />Noah: "Papaya is a cool name."<br /><br />Me: "I think your dad likes papayas."<br /><br />Noah: "Sometimes I just assume it's a guy lazy with sounds."<br />(Later on he said...)<br />"He might as well have said Hiya and added a P."<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26512505-5507057954976691133?l=victoriataylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Weekend Noahisms</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 22 May 2011 14:11:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Victoria</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Last night as we were talking in Rachel's room I was recommending to Noah that he would make more friends if he didn't constantly interject as if he were a cop about what every one else is doing. Me:  "My only point is that you would make more friends ...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YHzczYSXUi4/Tdkdr_4G0AI/AAAAAAAAGBA/kti02YJZEP0/s1600/police.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YHzczYSXUi4/Tdkdr_4G0AI/AAAAAAAAGBA/kti02YJZEP0/s400/police.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609547452585005058" /></a><br />Last night as we were talking in Rachel's room I was recommending to Noah that he would make more friends if he didn't constantly interject as if he were a cop about what every one else is doing. <br /><br />Me:  "My only point is that you would make more friends if you weren't policing other people."<br /><br />Noah:  "I don't like policing.  I only do it when they do something wrong."<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Op9Zm79vOs/TdkfwecOX6I/AAAAAAAAGBI/Ht4DdOtPAGI/s1600/papaya.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6Op9Zm79vOs/TdkfwecOX6I/AAAAAAAAGBI/Ht4DdOtPAGI/s400/papaya.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609549728532291490" /></a><br /><br /><br />The conversation this morning started out with Noah playing "Ben 10 Ultimate Alien game" on the WII.  He noted that a company called Papaya made the game.<br /><br />Noah: "Papaya is a cool name."<br /><br />Me: "I think your dad likes papayas."<br /><br />Noah: "Sometimes I just assume it's a guy lazy with sounds."<br />(Later on he said...)<br />"He might as well have said Hiya and added a P."<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26512505-5507057954976691133?l=victoriataylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Observations of a Librarian</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 21 May 2011 23:46:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Victoria</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[On Friday I stopped off at our local branch of the public library to return some books and pick up some on hold.  Michael sent me his card information, so I could pick up his books, as well.  I grabbed the books off the shelf and chatted with the libra...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlnK7hvu0YE/TdhT-KrbosI/AAAAAAAAGAw/mwFy06058yg/s1600/smile+2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlnK7hvu0YE/TdhT-KrbosI/AAAAAAAAGAw/mwFy06058yg/s400/smile+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609325663373468354" /></a><br /><br />On Friday I stopped off at our local branch of the public library to return some books and pick up some on hold.  Michael sent me his card information, so I could pick up his books, as well.  I grabbed the books off the shelf and chatted with the librarian as I checked out my books, then his.  I noticed that we had the same book checked out.  I laughed and told the librarian that often he would check out I book that I liked and I would take it from his pile to read, or that we sometimes checked out the exact same book.  She looked at me smiling and said, "That is so romantic."  I think she is right.<br />Here is the book we checked out:<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2PEjkrcAYOc/TdhUxlc7icI/AAAAAAAAGA4/lbAqs0-V2Ag/s1600/moralMinds.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2PEjkrcAYOc/TdhUxlc7icI/AAAAAAAAGA4/lbAqs0-V2Ag/s400/moralMinds.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609326546733730242" /></a><br />*******Problem Solving**********<br />This is one of my favorite people.  He speaks to learning math and science as a basis for problem solving, even if you are not going into a technical field.<br /><br /><object width="416" height="374" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" id="ep"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><param name="movie" value="http://i.cdn.turner.com/cnn/.element/apps/cvp/3.0/swf/cnn_416x234_embed.swf?context=embed&amp;videoId=us/2011/05/13/obrien.degrasse.tyson.jobs.cnn"><param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"><embed src="http://i.cdn.turner.com/cnn/.element/apps/cvp/3.0/swf/cnn_416x234_embed.swf?context=embed&amp;videoId=us/2011/05/13/obrien.degrasse.tyson.jobs.cnn" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="416" wmode="transparent" height="374"></embed></object><br /><br />*********Poem Project with Noah (age 11)*****<br />(Noah would point out that he was technically 10 years-old when he wrote the poem because today is his birthday.)<br /><br />I have been helping Noah brainstorm ideas for his poetry book due Monday.  Here is one of my favorites:<br /><span class="Apple-style-span"  ><br />"There once was a boy who liked to mope<br />Then, one day he got a telescope.<br />He learned to watch the wonders of space.<br />He yearned to help the human race.<br />And now the Mope had hope."</span><br /><br /><br />*****Noahism*****<br /><br />As we continued the poem brainstorming session Noah was working on a Diamante poem about a video game.  I was trying to clarify the rules of the particular style of poem, so I asked if it needed to start with one word, if so "video game" is two words and wouldn't work.  His response, "I think of it as a compound word with a space in the middle."<br /><br /><br />Later, Noah decided he needed a break from writing poetry and wanted to watch a movie with Rachel.  I yelled downstairs, "Noah, you better be working on a shape poem!"<br />He called back, "I'm helping Rachel pick out a movie."<br />I reiterated that he needed to think up a shape poem.<br />He yelled back, <i><b>"Circles are fun!</b></i>"<br />"I came up with a shape poem.  <i><b>Are you happy now</b></i>?"<br /><br /><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span"  >Happy Birthday, Noah!!!! I love you, dude!!!</span></b><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26512505-397856449207794095?l=victoriataylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Observations of a Librarian</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 21 May 2011 23:46:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Victoria</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[On Friday I stopped off at our local branch of the public library to return some books and pick up some on hold.  Michael sent me his card information, so I could pick up his books, as well.  I grabbed the books off the shelf and chatted with the libra...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlnK7hvu0YE/TdhT-KrbosI/AAAAAAAAGAw/mwFy06058yg/s1600/smile+2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rlnK7hvu0YE/TdhT-KrbosI/AAAAAAAAGAw/mwFy06058yg/s400/smile+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609325663373468354" /></a><br /><br />On Friday I stopped off at our local branch of the public library to return some books and pick up some on hold.  Michael sent me his card information, so I could pick up his books, as well.  I grabbed the books off the shelf and chatted with the librarian as I checked out my books, then his.  I noticed that we had the same book checked out.  I laughed and told the librarian that often he would check out I book that I liked and I would take it from his pile to read, or that we sometimes checked out the exact same book.  She looked at me smiling and said, "That is so romantic."  I think she is right.<br />Here is the book we checked out:<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2PEjkrcAYOc/TdhUxlc7icI/AAAAAAAAGA4/lbAqs0-V2Ag/s1600/moralMinds.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2PEjkrcAYOc/TdhUxlc7icI/AAAAAAAAGA4/lbAqs0-V2Ag/s400/moralMinds.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609326546733730242" /></a><br />*******Problem Solving**********<br />This is one of my favorite people.  He speaks to learning math and science as a basis for problem solving, even if you are not going into a technical field.<br /><br /><object width="416" height="374" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" id="ep"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><param name="movie" value="http://i.cdn.turner.com/cnn/.element/apps/cvp/3.0/swf/cnn_416x234_embed.swf?context=embed&amp;videoId=us/2011/05/13/obrien.degrasse.tyson.jobs.cnn"><param name="bgcolor" value="#000000"><embed src="http://i.cdn.turner.com/cnn/.element/apps/cvp/3.0/swf/cnn_416x234_embed.swf?context=embed&amp;videoId=us/2011/05/13/obrien.degrasse.tyson.jobs.cnn" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" bgcolor="#000000" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="416" wmode="transparent" height="374"></embed></object><br /><br />*********Poem Project with Noah (age 11)*****<br />(Noah would point out that he was technically 10 years-old when he wrote the poem because today is his birthday.)<br /><br />I have been helping Noah brainstorm ideas for his poetry book due Monday.  Here is one of my favorites:<br /><span class="Apple-style-span"  ><br />"There once was a boy who liked to mope<br />Then, one day he got a telescope.<br />He learned to watch the wonders of space.<br />He yearned to help the human race.<br />And now the Mope had hope."</span><br /><br /><br />*****Noahism*****<br /><br />As we continued the poem brainstorming session Noah was working on a Diamante poem about a video game.  I was trying to clarify the rules of the particular style of poem, so I asked if it needed to start with one word, if so "video game" is two words and wouldn't work.  His response, "I think of it as a compound word with a space in the middle."<br /><br /><br />Later, Noah decided he needed a break from writing poetry and wanted to watch a movie with Rachel.  I yelled downstairs, "Noah, you better be working on a shape poem!"<br />He called back, "I'm helping Rachel pick out a movie."<br />I reiterated that he needed to think up a shape poem.<br />He yelled back, <i><b>"Circles are fun!</b></i>"<br />"I came up with a shape poem.  <i><b>Are you happy now</b></i>?"<br /><br /><br /><b><span class="Apple-style-span"  >Happy Birthday, Noah!!!! I love you, dude!!!</span></b><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26512505-397856449207794095?l=victoriataylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Checkmate</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Feb 2011 14:53:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Victoria</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Noah's Cub Scout leader called and asked him to bring his chess set for their activity last night.  Noah wanted to get in some practice before the evening, so when Michael came home he played some games with Noah. Out of those games came this exchange:...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PLU_ad93ZNw/TVP8F81kMlI/AAAAAAAAF70/4S1887-VBtk/s1600/chess.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PLU_ad93ZNw/TVP8F81kMlI/AAAAAAAAF70/4S1887-VBtk/s400/chess.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572074343147778642" /></a><br /><br />Noah's Cub Scout leader called and asked him to bring his chess set for their activity last night.  Noah wanted to get in some practice before the evening, so when Michael came home he played some games with Noah. Out of those games came this exchange:<br /><br />Noah: "You want to play again?"<br /><br />Michael: "That was 4 games, Noah."<br /><br />Noah:  "It was? (pause) It felt more like 4 losses."<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26512505-2829152381883950856?l=victoriataylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Checkmate</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Feb 2011 14:53:00 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Victoria</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Noah's Cub Scout leader called and asked him to bring his chess set for their activity last night.  Noah wanted to get in some practice before the evening, so when Michael came home he played some games with Noah. Out of those games came this exchange:...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PLU_ad93ZNw/TVP8F81kMlI/AAAAAAAAF70/4S1887-VBtk/s1600/chess.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PLU_ad93ZNw/TVP8F81kMlI/AAAAAAAAF70/4S1887-VBtk/s400/chess.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572074343147778642" /></a><br /><br />Noah's Cub Scout leader called and asked him to bring his chess set for their activity last night.  Noah wanted to get in some practice before the evening, so when Michael came home he played some games with Noah. Out of those games came this exchange:<br /><br />Noah: "You want to play again?"<br /><br />Michael: "That was 4 games, Noah."<br /><br />Noah:  "It was? (pause) It felt more like 4 losses."<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26512505-2829152381883950856?l=victoriataylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Don&#8217;t Tell Time By A Twin&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Jan 2011 15:53:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[That is your Noahism fortune cookie of the day.  The back story for this little tidbit of wisdom goes like this:In second grade Noah had one of a pair of, very identical, twins in his class.  "If we were outside and to make sure the whistle hadn't been...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[That is your Noahism fortune cookie of the day.  The back story for this little tidbit of wisdom goes like this:<br /><br />In second grade Noah had one of a pair of, very identical, twins in his class.  "If we were outside and to make sure the whistle hadn't been blown I would look around for a classmate.  If I saw one of the twins I would say is that the one in my class or her sister.  I would say, "Oh, for the love of Pete!" and give up and look for someone else in my class.<br /><br />I hope this public service announcement helps someone.<br /><br />Smiles!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26512505-2428328792926313589?l=victoriataylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Don&#8217;t Tell Time By A Twin&#8230;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 17 Jan 2011 15:53:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[That is your Noahism fortune cookie of the day.  The back story for this little tidbit of wisdom goes like this:In second grade Noah had one of a pair of, very identical, twins in his class.  "If we were outside and to make sure the whistle hadn't been...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[That is your Noahism fortune cookie of the day.  The back story for this little tidbit of wisdom goes like this:<br /><br />In second grade Noah had one of a pair of, very identical, twins in his class.  "If we were outside and to make sure the whistle hadn't been blown I would look around for a classmate.  If I saw one of the twins I would say is that the one in my class or her sister.  I would say, "Oh, for the love of Pete!" and give up and look for someone else in my class.<br /><br />I hope this public service announcement helps someone.<br /><br />Smiles!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26512505-2428328792926313589?l=victoriataylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Noah&#8217;s Evening Epiphany</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 06 Jan 2011 02:55:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA["Have you ever noticed that when you think about anything it makes more sense."Noah Taylor age 10 :)]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<strong>"Have you ever noticed that when you think about anything it makes more sense."</strong><br /><br /><br />Noah Taylor <br />age 10 :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26512505-2243694589058105316?l=victoriataylor.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>]]></content:encoded>
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