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		<title>Where r u now?</title>
		<description>my sister keeps texting me.SOMEWHERE IN AMERICABetween New York and Philadelphia. Between Philadelphia and DC. Between DC and Pittsburgh. Between Sandusky, Ohio and Elkhart, Indiana. Between Chicago and Mt. Pleasant, Iowa. Between Osceola and Omaha, Nebraska. Between Fort Morgan, Colorado and Green River, Utah. It’s hard to believe there’s a ...</description>
		<link>http://sfbulldog.com/alexandra/2010/01/07/10-01-where-r-u-now/</link>
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		<title>Why did I ever leave California?</title>
		<description>Will 2010 find me asking myself that?AWOKE TO MORE SNOW,in Philadelphia. Now 32°, exactly freezing. At 7:00 p.m. EST, five hours of the 00’s to go. This is my last Ax File, and yours, of the decade. I have other things in store for the 10’s, but at the moment I ...</description>
		<link>http://sfbulldog.com/alexandra/2009/12/31/axfiles-0952/</link>
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		<title>Snow snow snow snow snow!</title>
		<description>It’s not just an Irving Berlin song,IT’S A WINTER SOLSTICE BLIZZARD SNOWSTORM IN NEW YORK!The ornamental roof spire across the street stands out in relief against the spooky gauzy outline of the church steeple hulking behind it. The windows are splattered with windblown snow; the sills have four-inch drifts piled on them. ...</description>
		<link>http://sfbulldog.com/alexandra/2009/12/29/axfiles-0951/</link>
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		<title>&#8220;How can I know what I think</title>
		<description>until I read what I write?”WROTE FORMER TIMES COLUMNIST JAMES RESTON,quoted by Anna Quindlen in her final “Life in the 30s” column, in December 1988, and again by Judith Warner in her final “Domestic Disturbances” column in December 2009.“Why do you not participate more in class discussions?” asked an English ...</description>
		<link>http://sfbulldog.com/alexandra/2009/12/19/axfiles-0950/</link>
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		<title>It&#8217;s my life</title>
		<description>and I’ll cry if I want to!BUT I DON’T.Want to. Yeah, I know, life’s a bitch and then you die. Still, I won’t cry. I hit the double nickel this coming year and enter a new demographic. You know like when you click on a pull-down menu to pick the ...</description>
		<link>http://sfbulldog.com/alexandra/2009/12/15/axfiles-0949/</link>
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		<title>When in doubt</title>
		<description>leave the house.TODAY IS TUESDAY.I attend a writing workshop on Saturdays, which I very much look forward to as it provides the only structure to this writer’s life that I bought with my Lower Haight flat. It also provides company I can talk to, because though I live with three ...</description>
		<link>http://sfbulldog.com/alexandra/2009/12/09/axfiles-0948-2/</link>
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		<title>Thanks for the ride!</title>
		<description>It's 11:30 p.m.YOU'RE STANDING IN FRONT OF YOUR APARTMENT BUILDING.You had been to a reading by Antero Alli, at Field’s metaphysical bookstore on Polk, of his new book, The Eight-Circuit Brain, featuring illustrations by your friend Beau Caughlin. You never heard of the guy, but since Beau led you to him, you ...</description>
		<link>http://sfbulldog.com/alexandra/2009/11/09/axfiles-0947/</link>
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		<title>I couldn&#8217;t resist it.</title>
		<description>I never could.AND I DIDN’T.“September 1st is the most hopeful day of the year.” To my own self, that is one of the most memorable sentences I’ve ever written, in a journal as a teenager.  September 1st resolutions far outweigh New Year's. In September everything starts up again, including, ...</description>
		<link>http://sfbulldog.com/alexandra/2009/09/08/axfiles-0946/</link>
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		<title>What am I doing?</title>
		<description>Twitter wants to know.I’M WRITING ABOUT TWITTER.Earlier this evening I had Twitter open and was trying to think of something to do.  So I posted, “What am I doing? Trying to think of something to do.”YOU CAN HAVE NOTHING TO DO,but you can’t be doing nothing.  At the ...</description>
		<link>http://sfbulldog.com/alexandra/2009/08/26/axfiles-0945/</link>
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		<title>Hug me, squeeze me,</title>
		<description>try me, buy me.I NEVER WEAR PANTSaround the house, just leggings, because if I curl on the couch with my feet tucked in, my knobby knees leave pouches in the knees of my pants.  But tonight I am lying on the couch in my birthday suit, because at “this ...</description>
		<link>http://sfbulldog.com/alexandra/2009/08/24/axfiles-0944/</link>
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