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		<title>Car keys</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Once I got crazy looking for my keys. It was monday in the morning and I was going to my job place. While I had my breakfast my wife searched in all the places of the house. She looked in the car, in my clothes locker, in the dormitories of the  children, in any thought the [...]]]></description>
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