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    <title>I want to live my life, pursuing all my happiness.</title>
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    <content type="html">They'd promised they would take some time for themselves tonight. Sure, they couldn't afford much, but Berkeley had this great little hot dog place.  Vance rang her doorbell with a pot of calla lilies in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hi, gorgeous," he said when the door opened.</content>
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