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She cleaned the spare room and came a across the box that Uncle Herman had left, or died, or passed on as her Aunt Ellie liked to say. She didn’t know where he had passed on to but his remnants of life still lived in the spare room of her...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/julynn8838/969579"><title>Down Town in the City</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/julynn8838/969579</link><description>Down Town in the City Amanda was feeling quite alone that day. She walked down the street she was so familiar with, not really seeing what was around her. She had learned to hate this city. It was to be her big opportunity, her gateway to success. 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