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	<title>Construcciones y reformas Sánchez Pajeo &#187; contemporary</title>
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		<title>Message in a Bottle</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2014 16:39:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[love]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Thrown to the waves, and to fate, the bottle could have ended up anywhere. Instead, it is found just three weeks after it begins its journey. Theresa Osborne, divorced and the mother of a twelve-year-old son, discovers it during a seaside vacation from her job  as a Boston newspaper columnist. Inside is a letter that opens with]]></description>
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		<title>A Walk to Remember</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2014 16:38:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Every April, when the wind blows from the sea and mingles with the scent of lilacs, Landon Carter remembers his last year at Beaufort High. It was 1958, and Landon had already dated a girl or two. He even swore that he had]]></description>
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