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    <title>a_bachelorette @ 2008-07-07T12:57:00</title>
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    <content type="html">Who: Selena and open&lt;br /&gt;What: A bus ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Selena walked onto the bus and looked around. It was quite full and there was only one seat open. She hoped that the person next to it would be nice- sometimes people wanted a whole two seats to themselves. She nervously went over.&lt;br /&gt;   "Excuse me," she said in her soft, Icelandic accent, "Is this seat taken?"</content>
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    <title>My Story.</title>
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    <content type="html">I suppose anyone who says "I've been through it all" is, of course, a liar, but I always feel as though I have. Maybe I haven't been through all there is in the world, but I feel as though I've already experienced all the world has to offer me. I left Iceland, fell in love, fell out of love, achieved fame and witnessed the picking-apart of one's being that follows that. &lt;i&gt;My Story&lt;/i&gt; is over and yet my life is not yet. What else could it bring? Will a new story begin or will I simply wake up each day, pass the time and then go to sleep? Maybe there's no difference at all. This is the life of Selena- the bachelorette.</content>
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