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&lt;p&gt;yep.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kingofhearts.tumblr.com/post/81865420</link><guid>http://kingofhearts.tumblr.com/post/81865420</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Feb 2009 20:56:55 -0500</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
