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	<title>Comments on: Crocheting may be easier than knitting</title>
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	<description>not as cool as Alton Brown, but not as lame as Sandra Lee</description>
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		<title>By: the passionate ailurophile &#124; Random brain dumpage crap</title>
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		<dc:creator>the passionate ailurophile &#124; Random brain dumpage crap</dc:creator>
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		<description>[...] What the boy did was clearly wrong, but let&#8217;s not absolve the girl of all guilt here. &#8212;&#8212;&#8212;- ~ You know they lurves you at the local TGI Friday&#8217;s, when Mike walks in there alone, sits at the bar, and the bartender not only knows what beer he&#8217;s drinking, but asks where I am.Â  I was actually at the Michaels craft store across the parking lot, buying some crochet stuph. [...]</description>
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