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	<title>from amsterdam to israel to prague</title>
	<link>http://carpetbag.voxtropolis.com</link>
	<description>a blog by jason mcfarland</description>
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		<title>a relaxing holiday in florence, italy?</title>
		<description>Favorite Quote so Far:

 "Can you tell me any good restaurants around the hostel?" 

"For you? Everything is better than the food you get in America."

Yeah, you gotta love the Italians. And do you want to know the funny thing? The pizzeria the receptionist pointed me towards was entirely staffed by ...</description>
		<link>http://carpetbag.voxtropolis.com/2007/10/10/a-relaxing-holiday-in-florence-italy/</link>
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		<title>culture shocked</title>
		<description>IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m in America, sitting in the Atlanta airport, on the Internet. Wireless. Weird. And IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m about to say goodbye to the United States again. I think I was ready to do that a few days ago, but IÃ¢â‚¬â„¢m glad I got to connect with so many friends and family. I ...</description>
		<link>http://carpetbag.voxtropolis.com/2006/04/04/culture-shocked/</link>
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		<title>things you wish youÃ¢â‚¬â„¢d never seen</title>
		<description>Do you notice anything disturbing about this picture, besides the slightly surprised look on KurtÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s face?




No?

How about now?




Would a close-up help?

Last week I was in Ireland with two friends of mine, Joost and Kurt, and for several days we noticed a large number of men walking around Dublin in kilts. ...</description>
		<link>http://carpetbag.voxtropolis.com/2006/03/15/things-you-wish-you%e2%80%99d-never-seen/</link>
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		<title>he did not have a home</title>
		<description>Crisp airÃ¢â‚¬Â¦gloved hands thrust deep into coat pocketsÃ¢â‚¬Â¦cars rushing past. I leaned against the same signpost, waited for the same bus, that I had countless times before. Nothing had changed.

But.

Everything.

Had.

Changed.

I didnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t live there anymore. Ireland was no longer my home.

But, then again, Amsterdam will soon cease to be home as ...</description>
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		<title>surreal moments in amsterdam</title>
		<description>This morning I walked to the Shelter. I donÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t normally walk to work, especially so early in the morning. But my bike apparently has a unique nozzle, which needs a unique pump, to put air in the tire. I didnÃ¢â‚¬â„¢t know that until this morning. So I walked.

When one walks ...</description>
		<link>http://carpetbag.voxtropolis.com/2006/03/07/surreal-moments-in-amsterdam/</link>
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		<title>let&#8217;s see what happens&#8230;</title>
		<description>Rather than see the "Hello World!" generic intro post on my brand-new blog, I'd rather put up a blandÃ¢â‚¬â€?but all-mineÃ¢â‚¬â€?post instead. So here 'tis. Let the games begin. </description>
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