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	<title>Randomly Mad &#187; Memories</title>
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	<description>the blurry dreams of life</description>
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		<title>O příliš krátkých gatích</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Jun 2010 09:24:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Um Abbas</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Když jsme poprvé přiletěli do Anglie, jedna z prvních věcí, které mne doslova praštily do očí (kromě mnohem větší průměrné hmotnosti místních žen v porovnání s ČR), byly krátké kalhoty.
Tedy. Na ulicích se dá potkat móda všeliká, někdy čistě &#8220;vzal jsem, co mi do ruky padlo při cestě ke dveřím&#8221;, jindy &#8220;vypadám, jako když jsem [...]]]></description>
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		<title>How Do I Smell, Honey?</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Nov 2009 20:27:47 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Um Abbas</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[About half a year ago I used on myself that new, fabulous perfume my husband brought me from Kuwait.
It smells wonderful – tender floral aroma.
I came to the livingroom, where was residing my beloved half, and innocently asked: “How do I smell, honey?”
He, so devilishly honestly, looked at me and replied without moving a muscle: [...]]]></description>
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		<title>New Life in a New Country with a New Man</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 19 May 2009 11:01:40 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Um Abbas</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<b>September 2007, UK, Newcastle Upon Tyne</b>

I don't quite recall all the hustle after the Jet landed. 
Getting out of the plane, laying my foot for the first time in our new hometown, getting our stuff from the airport to the cab. We all were so incredibly tired. And all the people with that heavy accent, which makes my life miserable up until these days.
The hotel we reserved few days before arrival to UK came out to be cosy and nice, although on a busy street, but so much out of hand when it came to going to Northumbria University and looking for a flat around it's vicinity. 
Gateshead is <i>not</i> close to any university, not by feet, which was the only mean of transport for us most of the time (exception was starving, tired and lost in city, than we got a cab).
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