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	<title>Zosia Blue</title>
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	<description>I drove it like I stole it.</description>
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		<title>Snow watch</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It’s snowing outside, and I’m sitting in a coffee shop.
As a kid, I loved winter, and was obsessed with snow.  I grew up in Germany, where there was occasional snow and Virginia, where there was a dusting every few years.  I picked exotic places like North Dakota and Alaska for history reports, and [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.zosiablue.com/archives/2010/01/07/snow-watch/</link>
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		<title>Last year at this time</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Quick memory:
It had only been a few days since Chris had cut off contact for good. I remember the smells. The smells! The ammonia in my hair from the brown dye, the gooey hospital smell of the ointment I had to put on my tattoos, the metallic nervousness of my anxious German Shepherd who drove [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.zosiablue.com/archives/2009/10/14/last-year-at-this-time/</link>
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		<title>Cathedral Hill</title>
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Photo origin.
Cathedral Hill in St. Paul is where F. Scott wrote his novels, and where he and Zelda smashed up shit like rich hoodlums.  The buildings are antique, bronzed, and not much taller than the trees.  There&#8217;s lot of trees.  And there&#8217;s the cathedral which sits sideways, watching over the city like [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.zosiablue.com/archives/2008/10/18/cathedral-hill/</link>
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		<title>A bunch of shit about some boats</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The only way through this, in writing at least, is to romanticize it.  It&#8217;s what I did with the entire relationship, and the gimmick mostly worked.  You thought we had a great love story, and so do I.  It was pretty great, most of it.  It was all deeply dramatic and [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.zosiablue.com/archives/2008/07/07/a-bunch-of-shit-about-some-boats/</link>
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		<title>Sunday in the park with psychics</title>
		<description><![CDATA[We go one by one to see the psychic.  It&#8217;s a hot Sunday, and the seven of us sit fanning ourselves on the back porch, eating strawberries and cucumber sandwiches.  I am curled up in a corner of the couch, observing, which they&#8217;re letting me do, and I&#8217;m grateful for the stillness.  [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.zosiablue.com/archives/2008/06/02/sunday-in-the-park-with-psychics/</link>
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