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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><id>tag:gooutinthemiddaysun.blog.co.uk,2009-11-08:/</id><title>Mad gals and Chinesemen</title><link rel="self" href="http://gooutinthemiddaysun.blog.co.uk/feed/atom/posts/"/><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://gooutinthemiddaysun.blog.co.uk/"/><generator version="1.0">MokoFeed</generator><updated>2009-11-08T03:55:58+01:00</updated><entry><id>tag:gooutinthemiddaysun.blog.co.uk,2007-05-22:/2007/05/22/the_man_s_first~2311745/</id><title>the Man's first</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://gooutinthemiddaysun.blog.co.uk/2007/05/22/the_man_s_first~2311745/"/><author><name>msfullphat</name></author><published>2007-05-22T01:28:30+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T01:28:30+02:00</updated><content type="html">	&lt;p&gt;bed time - having tormented the pb to my hearts content, only for fate to torment her more.  So, pb, let the world's worst slide away, into the crevice of a young man's heart that will not let it's tatoo or chemical science expose your ionic yearnings.
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