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		<title>Creegan's Pub</title>
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		<description>Local Irish Pub</description>
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			<title>~You either do it or don t waste my time~</title>
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			<description>Drift among the faithful,

Bury your desires.



Could a pub technically be open when the proprietor was still technically unpacking and stocking the bar? When half empty boxes lay scattered upon various surfaces?

The answer to that question was....yea. It could. As long as a customer entered seeking food or drink, he'd serve them. After all a paying customer was a paying customer....and the pub...was his baby. It was the only thing the money grubbing bitch of an ex wife wasn't able to pry  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2008 01:20:24 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>.:Requim For a Dying Song:.</title>
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You can't see the demons

Till the demons come calling for you

You're deaf to them screaming

Till they're standing right behind you



He wasn’t someone you expected to be the head of a Scottish clan. Just upon first appearance before he even opened his mouth, you couldn’t even classify him as of being Scottish descent. But the moment that mouth open, and words emerged the accent alone, not even taking into consideration their horrid “perception” of the English language mixed with  ...</description>
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