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   <title>OMG! Did you hear what Simon said on &quot;American Idol&quot;????</title>
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   <published>2007-01-30 23:15:23</published>
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   <summary>Click here to find out....</summary>
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      Click here to find out....
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   <title>Dear Prince From Minneapolis</title>
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   <published>2007-01-29 09:11:28</published>
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   <summary>Dear Prince from Minneapolis Please represent No moons over Miami Or product-placed breasts Just play your guitar For your pests from the Midwest Do it for Lovey and Dungy And Obama and Oprah The Rainbow Children Of the now and...</summary>
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      Dear Prince from Minneapolis Please represent No moons over Miami Or product-placed breasts Just play your guitar For your pests from the Midwest Do it for Lovey and Dungy And Obama and Oprah The Rainbow Children Of the now and...
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   <title>Faulkner Nobel Speech</title>
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   <published>2007-01-26 14:56:06</published>
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   <summary>William Faulkner hated giving speeches. He once said, &quot;I&apos;m just a farmer who likes to tell stories.&quot; But on December 10, 1950, he went to Stockholm, Sweden to receive the Nobel Peace Prize. This is his entire acceptance speech: &quot;I...</summary>
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      William Faulkner hated giving speeches. He once said, &quot;I&apos;m just a farmer who likes to tell stories.&quot; But on December 10, 1950, he went to Stockholm, Sweden to receive the Nobel Peace Prize. This is his entire acceptance speech: &quot;I...
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   <title>Go, Litel Bok</title>
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   <published>2007-01-25 21:42:11</published>
   <updated>2007-06-26T23:10:23Z</updated>
   
   <summary>Ladies and Gentlemen, members of the jury. Those of my trade, we are like the badger or the mole. We work alone in darkness, guided by tiny candles which we do not share, sweating to give birth to replacement planets...</summary>
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      Ladies and Gentlemen, members of the jury. Those of my trade, we are like the badger or the mole. We work alone in darkness, guided by tiny candles which we do not share, sweating to give birth to replacement planets...
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   <title>Harriet</title>
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   <published>2007-01-24 00:16:24</published>
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   <summary>I am sitting on the carpeted floor of my family&apos;s new apartment in Palo Alto, California, drinking a lukewarm bottle of Sierra Nevada Pale Ale. It is Friday, Sept. 27th, 2002, my daughter&apos;s fourth birthday. She is bouncing around the...</summary>
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      I am sitting on the carpeted floor of my family&apos;s new apartment in Palo Alto, California, drinking a lukewarm bottle of Sierra Nevada Pale Ale. It is Friday, Sept. 27th, 2002, my daughter&apos;s fourth birthday. She is bouncing around the...
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   <title>Song du Jour: &quot;Word Up&quot;</title>
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   <published>2007-01-23 18:26:12</published>
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   <summary>Cameo, &quot;Word Up.&quot; So my friend Meghan and I go to the still-fabulous-after-all-these-years Arnellia&apos;s for the late show Friday night by these &apos;70s funk stalwarts, not really expecting much. We&apos;re feeling a little conspicuous, not for being one of four...</summary>
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      Cameo, &quot;Word Up.&quot; So my friend Meghan and I go to the still-fabulous-after-all-these-years Arnellia&apos;s for the late show Friday night by these &apos;70s funk stalwarts, not really expecting much. We&apos;re feeling a little conspicuous, not for being one of four...
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   <title>Song du Jour: &quot;Let&apos;s Pretend We Never Have Met&quot;</title>
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   <published>2007-01-22 09:35:38</published>
   <updated>2007-06-26T23:10:22Z</updated>
   
   <summary>Molly Maher &amp; Her Disbelievers, &quot;Let&apos;s Pretend We Never Have Met&quot; (from the forthcoming CD Balms of Gilead). All hail the new honky-tonk heroine of Minneapolis, who plays every Wednesday at Nye&apos;s, and whose band is as good a bunch...</summary>
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      Molly Maher &amp; Her Disbelievers, &quot;Let&apos;s Pretend We Never Have Met&quot; (from the forthcoming CD Balms of Gilead). All hail the new honky-tonk heroine of Minneapolis, who plays every Wednesday at Nye&apos;s, and whose band is as good a bunch...
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   <title>Garrison Keillor vs. MySpace.com</title>
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   <published>2007-01-17 10:07:36</published>
   <updated>2007-06-26T23:10:22Z</updated>
   
   <summary>MySpace Nation to &quot;Prairie Home&quot; Star: &quot;Maybe You Should Try The Search Engine&quot; By Jim Walsh Not long after my friend Brianna helped me bumble my way onto my MySpace account, I found myself sitting at the 331 Club in...</summary>
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      MySpace Nation to &quot;Prairie Home&quot; Star: &quot;Maybe You Should Try The Search Engine&quot; By Jim Walsh Not long after my friend Brianna helped me bumble my way onto my MySpace account, I found myself sitting at the 331 Club in...
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   <title>The Greatest</title>
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   <published>2007-01-15 22:47:27</published>
   <updated>2007-06-26T23:10:22Z</updated>
   
   <summary>by Jim Walsh Don&apos;t sprain your brain trying to put into words what Bill Batson means to this town; all you&apos;ll come up with is some jive about him being somewhere between The Foshay Tower and First Avenue in terms...</summary>
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      by Jim Walsh Don&apos;t sprain your brain trying to put into words what Bill Batson means to this town; all you&apos;ll come up with is some jive about him being somewhere between The Foshay Tower and First Avenue in terms...
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   <title>What About You Boy?</title>
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   <published>2007-01-15 11:16:29</published>
   <updated>2007-06-26T23:10:22Z</updated>
   
   <summary>What About You Boy? by Frederick Manfred &quot;What about you, boy? Is your work going along? Are you still making candles Against darkness and wrong? The whole thing is to blast. Blast and blast again. To fill the Black With...</summary>
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      What About You Boy? by Frederick Manfred &quot;What about you, boy? Is your work going along? Are you still making candles Against darkness and wrong? The whole thing is to blast. Blast and blast again. To fill the Black With...
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