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	<title>buffy holt &#187; dreams</title>
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		<title>i had this dream&#8230;about nick clooney</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 00:09:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Someone died and I was sitting on a set of concrete steps that belonged to a neighbour thinking &#8220;I&#8217;ve been ostracized and I don&#8217;t even care.&#8221; My head hurt from the weight of itself and when I tried to turn it, to unstick the glue that made it stuck, I saw the neighbour whose steps [...]]]></description>
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		<title>a dream.  jorge luis borges.</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 03 Jul 2009 03:25:10 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Flynn just sent me an email. It was wonderful. It was this&#8230; A Dream In a deserted place in Iran there is a not very tall stone tower that has neither door nor window. In the only room (with a dirt floor and shaped like a circle) there is a wooden table and a bench. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>marcus aurelius</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Jun 2009 18:32:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[All things fade and quickly turn to myth; quickly too utter oblivion drowns them. But what in any case is everlasting memory? Utter emptiness.]]></description>
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		<title>the tree</title>
		<link>http://www.buffyholt.com/blog/2009/05/20/the-tree/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 20 May 2009 03:31:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Last night I had a dream about a man. He told me about his life. How he was born in his momma’s bed, and raised in the cornfields. His daddy was a farmer. From way back. “One day daddy’s gonna die in that corn.” He looked at me and winked. “But not until I die [...]]]></description>
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		<title>queuing down</title>
		<link>http://www.buffyholt.com/blog/2008/07/07/dreams-july-6/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Jul 2008 14:40:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s a very British thing to do. Queue. They say it&#8217;s their national past time. I reckon they&#8217;re right. I reckon it has a lot to do with the NHS and that pervasive politeness they&#8217;re all decked out in. The kind that holds firm until it outs itself in the form of sarcasm. Extreme. I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>move it to the exits</title>
		<link>http://www.buffyholt.com/blog/2008/06/30/move-it-to-the-exits/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 18:01:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[You don&#8217;t have to go home but you can&#8217;t&#8230;stay&#8230;here&#8230; Ten years ago this summer. We drove around in the warm and the sun with our hair up and our windows down and sang the words and thought &#8220;This is it. This is us.&#8221; It was our anthem. Our summer song. To dream to and believe [...]]]></description>
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		<title>go bump</title>
		<link>http://www.buffyholt.com/blog/2008/03/29/go-bump/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 29 Mar 2008 17:24:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[When or how I knew is still something of a mystery because it all came at once and with such force, the way knowing sometimes does, I wasn&#8217;t sure I knew at all. I looked at the napkin, yellowed with age the same shade as Sarah&#8217;s skin; and at the silverware, Edwardian and platinum; and [...]]]></description>
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