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  <title>Little Miss Entropic</title>
  <subtitle>Comments on a Dying World</subtitle>
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    <title>Am I the only one?</title>
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    <content type="html">How many people find politics thrilling?  Am I the only one whose blood pressure goes up the minute I hear the beginning of a good debate?  My palms get all sweaty and my brain does that twirl...  Its kind of like a first date, except, you know you don't have to worry about making a good impression, because its your opinion...  its your &lt;i&gt;politics&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah me...  Forgive me if I love a good debate.  So here I hope to spark one, be involved in one, and finally get a good release...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its baking in my noodle now, that topic that wants to burst onto the page... societal breakdown, anarchy apparent...  god, I long for a good revolution.  Not a spinning wheel, but a dirty translucent topic of conversation.  That little evil my mother told me never to speak of in polite company...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;sigh&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing I'm not polite. &lt;eg&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned...</content>
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