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      <title>A PNN Broadcast by: dogbite</title>
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    <pubDate>Thu, 13 Dec 2007 19:54:10 GMT</pubDate>
    <description>A PNN Broadcast by: dogbite</description>
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      <title>Keep me writing this first book</title>
      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="3" color="#FFCC00"&gt;&lt;font size="4"&gt;Keep me writing...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;Donate to the cause and I'll continue the story.down the hill to the right, near a road that winds away over the far side. Few travel this back country road as thick woods swallow its edge. The quiet is all around and there for her family too as her brother plays catch with the mysterious new family member,&amp;nbsp;sienna sometimes glances to share her smile. Mother prepares lunch on a streatched out blanket and calls to sienna: Mind your distance dear, we'll be eating in just a few minutes. "Ok mom," answers sienna.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;img src="http://asset1.pnn.com/graphics/show/10161/259/image.jpg" style="width: 228px; height: 225px;" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://asset1.pnn.com/graphics/show/10162/259/image.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Thu, 13 Dec 2007 19:54:10 GMT</pubDate>
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      <author>Dogbite</author>
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      <title>The Story Begins</title>
      <description>&lt;p&gt;A young girl named Sienna is walking along a trail near a meadow, the hills are filled with flowers and a cool ocean breeze sweeps over the sun drenched grassy slope. This is the story of Sienna Allingsworth. She is in a place we've all been before and at this moment she's admiring her new playmate, a big red balloon. It bobs and sways in the wind as she tugs &lt;img src="http://asset1.pnn.com/graphics/show/10162/154/image.jpg" height="106" alt="" width="154" style="float: right;" /&gt;at its shiny golden string. Sienna thinks to herself, "Such a pretty red balloon it is", as the sun lights it up with a deep orange glow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Her family is in the meadow, down the hill to the right, near a road that winds away over the far side. Few travel this back country road as thick woods swallow its edge. The quiet is all around and there for her family too as her brother plays catch with the mysterious new family member,&lt;img src="http://asset1.pnn.com/graphics/show/10161/169/image.jpg" height="150" alt="" width="169" style="float: left;" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;sienna sometimes glances to share her smile. Mother prepares lunch on a streatched out blanket and calls to sienna: Mind your distance dear, we'll be eating in just a few minutes. "Ok mom," answers sienna.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 16 Nov 2007 02:27:06 GMT</pubDate>
      <guid>Fri, 16 Nov 2007 02:27:06 GMT</guid>
      <author>Dogbite</author>
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