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      <title>Feel the Difference)</title>
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      <description>I am ill. With some originality: while everybody got flew, I have quinsy.Soo tired of this, really...</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 15:44:06 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>"Show me your Passadoble!" (c)</title>
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      <description>Yesterday I saw Belarus Open Latino Dancing Championship and this was so wonderful! The dancers were gorgeous, their sparkling dresses and beautiful moves and the poetry of the dance took the breath a</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 10:40:46 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Routine heroism)</title>
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      <description>Today I was a hero. I didn't bite the hand of my dentist although she opened the nerve in the tooth without freezing, or how it is in English? So it was so painful, but I stayed calm. Almost. But I di</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 09:54:17 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Another try ahead</title>
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      <description>No, not another woman driver on the roads) At least, not yet) As I failed half of the exam today (and even cried a little, so much disappointed I was), I have to pass it one more time next week. Ohhh.</description>
      <pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 08:28:14 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>Nerves</title>
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      <description>To-morrow at 8 a.m. I am having my exam (a rhyme, huh?) in driving. I shouldn't mention that my legs t-t-tremble already. Today I've had my last drive through the city with the instructor and it was h</description>
      <pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 12:38:15 -0800</pubDate>
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      <title>First Steps</title>
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      <description>Well, here I am, feeling like a toddler. First step is already a disappointment: they do not have my country named in the list so I have to pretend I live in Russia, though I am from Belarus. I was re</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 11:21:11 -0800</pubDate>
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