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			<title>just a test...</title>
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			<published>2009-02-01T19:48:23Z</published>
			<updated>2009-02-03T08:14:46Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/abbeyh13/2009/02/01//#28488-1233670483-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos5/28488-1233670483-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/abbeyh13/2009/02/01//#28488-1233670483-1&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos5/28488-1233670483-1.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;trying to figure out how to make things look as good on the web as they do my computer... hints?!  :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<title>Dance between people...</title>
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			<published>2009-01-29T02:28:11Z</published>
			<updated>2009-01-29T02:28:11Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/abbeyh13/2009/01/28//#28488-1233196091-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos8/28488-1233196091-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I carry you with me into the world, 
into the smell of rain 
&amp;amp; the words that dance between people 
&amp;amp; for me, it will always be this way, 
walking in the light, 
remembering being alive together&lt;/strong&gt;
-Storypeople&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<title>Where the Sidewalk Ends.....</title>
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			<published>2009-01-25T18:27:14Z</published>
			<updated>2009-01-25T18:27:14Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/abbeyh13/2009/01/25//#28488-1232908034-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos5/28488-1232908034-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.

Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.

Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends&lt;/strong&gt;.
by Shel Silverstein&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<title>Hospitality Smile</title>
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			<published>2009-01-23T04:05:22Z</published>
			<updated>2009-01-23T04:05:22Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/abbeyh13/2009/01/22//#28488-1232683522-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos3/28488-1232683522-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not sure whether to smile too much because someone might put them on the hospitality committee...
-Storypeople&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<title>Move Along... Nothing to see here....</title>
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			<published>2009-01-19T18:04:24Z</published>
			<updated>2009-01-19T18:04:24Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/abbeyh13/2009/01/19//#28488-1232388264-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos5/28488-1232388264-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They're too busy to bother with me, she said, &amp;amp; I do my best to keep it that way.&lt;/strong&gt;
-Storypeople&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<title>Well Behaved...</title>
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			<published>2009-01-13T14:46:41Z</published>
			<updated>2009-01-13T14:46:41Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/abbeyh13/2009/01/13//#28488-1231858001-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos7/28488-1231858001-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They're like pets who shed clothes instead of hair, she said, &amp;amp; they talk back &amp;amp; want a lot of stuff. But at least they don't pee on the carpet anymore, she added.&lt;/strong&gt;
-Storypeople&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<title>Freedom!</title>
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			<published>2009-01-09T19:35:15Z</published>
			<updated>2009-01-09T19:35:15Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/abbeyh13/2009/01/09//#28488-1231529715-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos7/28488-1231529715-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything that is really great and inspiring is created by the individual who can labor in freedom.
&lt;/strong&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<title>Tired of Sitting...</title>
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			<published>2009-01-05T15:22:54Z</published>
			<updated>2009-01-05T15:22:54Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/abbeyh13/2009/01/05//#28488-1231168974-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos8/28488-1231168974-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sticking his neck out because he's tired of just sitting there hoping people will notice him for his calm energy.
-Storypeople&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<title>Forever............</title>
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			<published>2009-01-03T21:47:15Z</published>
			<updated>2009-01-03T21:47:15Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/abbeyh13/2009/01/03//#28488-1231019235-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos2/28488-1231019235-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How old do you have to be to die? he said &amp;amp; I said I didn't think anybody was ever old enough &amp;amp; that made sense to him since he was still new to the world &amp;amp; remembered how forever had been.&lt;/strong&gt;
-StoryPeople&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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			<title>Any kids?</title>
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			<published>2008-12-29T14:41:26Z</published>
			<updated>2008-12-29T14:41:26Z</updated>
			
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				&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/abbeyh13/2008/12/29//#28488-1230561686-0&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos6/28488-1230561686-0.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/abbeyh13/2008/12/29//#28488-1230561686-1&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos6/28488-1230561686-1.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com/user/abbeyh13/2008/12/29//#28488-1230561686-2&gt;&lt;img src=http://i3.photoblog.com/photos6/28488-1230561686-2.jpg&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;She asked me if I had kids &amp;amp; when I said I did she said make sure you teach them what's right. &amp;amp; I said how will I know? &amp;amp; she nodded &amp;amp; said, good point, just don't teach them any obvious wrong then.
-Storypeople&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Powered by &lt;a href=http://www.photoblog.com&gt;Photoblog.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;
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