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	<title>Life in a Northern town</title>
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	<description>Writer Julia Smillie muses on life in Ann Arbor, Michigan</description>
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		<title>A new blog</title>
		<description><![CDATA[So it appears the hiatus from this blog is turning a little bit more permanent, at least for now. The truth is, I&#8217;m just not finding the impetus to write here. It feels too amorphous to me and I figure if it&#8217;s boring me to write it, it&#8217;s DEFINITELY boring you to read it.
However. I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Hiatus</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I think I&#8217;ve decided to take a hiatus from this blog. I know what you&#8217;re thinking: &#8220;How could we tell? You never post here anyway.&#8221; That&#8217;s sort of my point.
No, that&#8217;s precisely my point.
I started this blog four years ago when Chris and I first came to Ann Arbor. I&#8217;ve chronicled friends, family, travels, projects, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>For Margaret, on the occasion of it being fall and all</title>
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Oh, Margaret. Dear Margaret. How I&#8217;m thinking of you and the horrible poisons they&#8217;re pushing through your veins in order to stem an even bigger, horribler affliction. How little you ask for when you hint, very heavily, in your comments that only my blog postings can keep you in good health. What power I have. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Stuff I&#8217;ve Been Reading</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s fair to say that I haven&#8217;t been writing a lot lately &#8212; here or anywhere else &#8212; because I haven&#8217;t. I&#8217;m finding working on the second draft of my novel is moving at a glacial pace. I&#8217;m unsure of my footing and the ideas are coming slowly. I suppose I should take stock in [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Orangecycle Diaries: Because Margaret asked edition</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Yesterday, my friend Margaret posted a comment requesting more updates on the bike riding and, yes, that&#8217;s enough to propel me into action. People undergoing chemo can be so demanding!
The first piece of news is that Daisy is no more. No, don&#8217;t panic! Not the bike. Just the name. I don&#8217;t know how it happened. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Orangecycle Diaries: Uh, more days</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It seems that God &#8212; or whoever is in charge of the universe this week &#8212; felt I had gotten a little uppity about my bike (&#8220;It&#8217;s so pretty! It&#8217;s so cool! I&#8217;m a better person than you are!&#8221;) and arranged for a couple days of rain this past weekend. Because I&#8217;m pretty sure that&#8217;s [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Orangecycle Diaries: Days 1 &amp; 2</title>
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I strongly recommend not taking a drink for 13 years. Because if you do, it turns out your husband might knock your socks off with perhaps the most awesome present of all time: an Electra Townie Original 7D bicycle in glorious, citrus-y orange pearl. At least that&#8217;s how it worked for me. (Disclaimer: This may [...]]]></description>
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		<title>It&#8217;s raining, it&#8217;s pouring</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I don&#8217;t know if the old man is snoring. Who is the old man,anyway? I never stopped to ask myself that. I mean, really. The crap they sing to us as kids and wonder why we end up in therapy. And by &#8220;we,&#8221; I mean &#8220;you.&#8221; Not me. No way.
Can you tell it&#8217;s Friday and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Tomatoes</title>
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Because sometimes in life it is the simplest things that keep me going.
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		<title>Onto the rainforest!</title>
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It probably surprises some people that someone as heat-adverse as me would venture to Puerto Rico in summer. Or any time, really. I understand. It surprises me, too. But one of the mitigating factors is that my favorite place in Puerto Rico is El Yunque, the rainforest in the northeastern part of the island. For [...]]]></description>
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