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  <title>Rare Life</title>
  <subtitle>a young girl on an adventure</subtitle>
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  <updated>2008-10-03T19:21:40Z</updated>
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    <title>Long time big change...</title>
    <published>2008-10-03T16:42:34Z</published>
    <updated>2008-10-03T19:21:40Z</updated>
    <content type="html">swirling dark cold waters.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't there, but they say you called out for help &lt;br /&gt;before disappearing under.&lt;br /&gt;I hate that story&lt;br /&gt;I hate you for leaving me&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand it is exciting&lt;br /&gt;(you wild little man)&lt;br /&gt;When I read the news&lt;br /&gt;i screamed, &lt;br /&gt;he held me in his arms&lt;br /&gt;but he is not you.&lt;br /&gt;I married him and your dead.&lt;br /&gt;what the fu(k?!&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes my soul hurts, right behind my eyes&lt;br /&gt;and i know I will never be as a young as I was&lt;br /&gt;back when you were alive.&lt;br /&gt;and on the other hand&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps Eris needed a lover who could please her&lt;br /&gt;that divine slut of discord&lt;br /&gt;oh Rastus&lt;br /&gt;No more interacting reacting&lt;br /&gt;would you please visit me in my dreams? &lt;br /&gt;rub my legs&lt;br /&gt;and hold my throat&lt;br /&gt;please....</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:airam_enola:4076</id>
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    <title>Huhummm</title>
    <published>2008-03-18T01:21:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-03-18T01:21:01Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Going home. Just to vist. I feel good and bad about this.....</content>
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    <title>Letter to my brother</title>
    <published>2007-11-01T17:32:50Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-01T17:32:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">This is part of a letter I wrote my older brother.... It paints a good picture of my life today... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing super good. I have a little team of Mexican boys on the bus with me now and we are having a grand ol time. Their is Ko-kol, who used to drive trailers, so is super helpful with all thing bus related. He is also a amazing artist. Gohan is a clown and is teaching us all to juggle and ride the unicycle (Alex has already learned both, I am doing good with the mono cycle, but don't think Ill ever juggle) Gohan was poisoned from putting fuel in his mouth, to do fire breathing. Now he is very sensitive to all toxins, so he reminds us to keeps life on the bus natural. Julian is a Dj and computer guy. He sets up the sound systems and makes the web sites and stuff like that. and there is Me Alex pixi and our new dog Gunesh. We put together a little circus and are making decent money doing street performance. I am a clown and I hula-hoop and get our HUGE great dane to jump threw the hoop. It is day of the dead time, So right now we are a dead circus. Its very cute. We also threw our first festival. It want really well. It was a week long and everyday we had a workshop during the day cooked two vegetarian meals. We gave out information on sexual health, vegetarianism and global warming. at night we showed movies and after there was music and partying. I am super stoked on the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pics.livejournal.com/airam_enola/pic/000057xx/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.livejournal.com/airam_enola/pic/000057xx/s320x240" width="320" height="213" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:airam_enola:2055</id>
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    <title>WOW</title>
    <published>2007-11-01T16:54:44Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-01T16:54:44Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The last Night in Toluca was good. Alexs mother came and blessed our bus in some sort of catholic way. Although its a religion that never resonated with me, I feel the blessing of a crying mother, in a faith she believes in is a powerful thing. We are taking a bunch of people with us to cerventino. It should be crazy.</content>
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