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		<title>By: Directed North – Le «blog personnel» de Joe Clark</title>
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		<dc:creator>Directed North – Le «blog personnel» de Joe Clark</dc:creator>
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		<description>[...] I took a disco-nap and later sat, as if desultorily, among discarded peanut shells at the Pumpjack (official orthography: PumpJack). But lo and behold, my adorable-scamp friend, his two colleagues from Microsoft, and a rather curious married man from another Canadian province all toddled in. While our delightful discourse is, by agreement, unbloggable, the photos aren’t. It was reminiscent of my night out with Jonno, the Brad, Josh, and a faghag we couldn’t get rid of in Austin in ’05. (Also reminiscent was the music – in both places, super hits played in apparent alphabetical order. It left me with an earworm for “Queen of Hearts.”) We closed the place, and the adorable scamp and I left the other three to their own devices while we retired individually. [...]</description>
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