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	<title>Alice Behind the Looking Glass by Alice</title>
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		<title>Preamble to the Beginning of the End</title>
		<link>http://www.asylumnation.com/blogs/Alice/post-2940.html</link>
		<description>A week before Thanksgiving, I came home from work--my kids were upset, my husband was blacked out, once again, and I packed and left.  My children, 14 and 11, were glad to leave.  My mother took us in, and I found a job within two weeks; a house within...</description>
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		<title>Look for the girl with the broken smile...ask her if she wants to stay a while...</title>
		<link>http://www.asylumnation.com/blogs/Alice/post-2937.html</link>
		<description>After the conversation about divorce, we stayed together for three uneventful years.  I decided to focus on the kids, and that was enough for me at the time.  I camped out with the Girl Scouts, and was the loudest cheerleader at my son's rec ball games...</description>
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		<title>The worst thing I did</title>
		<link>http://www.asylumnation.com/blogs/Alice/post-2936.html</link>
		<description>I try to see things as they are.  I know we have a tendancy to see a skewed vision of events, so that we come out a little more innocent than we were, or arguably justified.  I'll try to be as fair as I can telling this part of what happened.  The rest...</description>
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		<title>Not Harry Met Sally.</title>
		<link>http://www.asylumnation.com/blogs/Alice/post-2934.html</link>
		<description>When we met at college, everybody drank heavily and constantly.  We were on our way to get beer, on our way to throw up so we could drink more beer, or sneaking beer in the dorm.  I had just escaped from (what I thought was) a miserable childhood and w...</description>
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		<title>1999</title>
		<link>http://www.asylumnation.com/blogs/Alice/post-2931.html</link>
		<description>pertinent phrase:  walking through water
mood: stupid

Appropriate Sarah McLachlan lyrics: 
The winter here's cold, and bitter
It's chilled us to the bone
We haven't seen the sun for weeks
To long too far from home
I feel just like I'm sinking
And I cl...</description>
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		<title>How Will You Make it on Your Own....?</title>
		<link>http://www.asylumnation.com/blogs/Alice/post-2929.html</link>
		<description>Status:  denial.
Mood:  Stupidly serene.
Pertinent word:  fey
metaphoric image:  an unnecessarily violent mugging. 

Disclaimer:  This will be sort of a long, self-pitying word association, with no grammatical or expressive structure.  I appreciate thi...</description>
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