<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Sun, 22 Sep 2024 01:33:24 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>2171</title><description></description><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-1740153285469943018</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 04:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-24T17:35:06.567-06:00</atom:updated><title>The Moonshine Stalker</title><atom:summary type="text">The other night, I was hanging out with everyone, sans-Russler, because he&#39;s currently in the process of....well, I&#39;ll let him tell that story.Anyway, we were drinking and having a jolly-good time at the house of the future, and Alison graced us with her presence.As per usual, we were being our night-owl selves, and as the night came to a close we made the decision we always make, to KEEP HANGING</atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2009/01/moonshine-stalker.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-736446659509956239</guid><pubDate>Sun, 18 Jan 2009 19:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-20T22:43:17.628-06:00</atom:updated><title>An apology, of sorts.</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m sitting here with my first beer in three days, debating what to write you all about. Where to start? We gained your trust, your enthusiasm, your heartfelt fandom, and what did we do with it?Well, we did with our fanbase what all the great legends do - disregarded it entirely. There were days where blog posts seemed likely - necessary, even. Stories that needed telling, rumors that needed </atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2009/01/apology-of-sorts.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-2056040063655063028</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2008 14:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-11T10:42:04.640-06:00</atom:updated><title>A plea for help</title><atom:summary type="text">Strangers, friends, and good Samaritans:This is Special Agent Dale Cooper. You may have seen or heard of me &quot;living&quot; in this place, casually referred to as a &#39;pet&#39; or my current species, &#39;Hermit Crab&#39;.I&#39;m not sure where to begin, and my time here is short. If you&#39;re reading this, I may very well already be dead. It has been days without food or water, and after Sylvia succumbed to these horrid </atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/11/plea-for-help.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-526284437216760101</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2008 05:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-31T02:34:51.809-05:00</atom:updated><title>SCREAMS! MOANS! BATS! BONES!</title><atom:summary type="text">Today, my sanguinary friends, is the much-anticipated &quot;Best Day of the Fucking Year&quot;, and Satan has blessed us by positioning it on an ostentatious Friday. Now, with precisely 23 hours and 45 minutes to go on my favorite holiday, I am going to get (dare I say it) &quot;bat-cunt crazy&quot; drunk.Cheers to all, and have a blatantly morbid, unscrupulously sordid Halloween.</atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/screams-moans-bats-bones.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (N.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh74MN95SW627OLkrDNslaSlcdx_qd7nh4xNKtQ4EM4MJWB4cYa9TTDPq7hCF76SGKzVHx03QH8yHJJ9D7v2QB7bxBNqgb-A-9Vzx9rwa7m1xEPE2gYAzE4cgQ8oc-k019CkvtLJYOJ8KA/s72-c/Halloween+Flyer+copy.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-8821894219540158520</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Oct 2008 00:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-27T21:24:46.823-05:00</atom:updated><title>Jack-Off 2008</title><atom:summary type="text">Yes, its that time of year again, and we all came together sunday for a day of celebrating one of our favorite October pass-times: Jacking Off. That is, making Jack-O-Lanterns and talking shit about whose is the best, of course!Congratulations to Tony Veronese for coming out the victor with his rendition of Slimer. I had too many photos to post so I decided to make a quick slideshow (and I mean </atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/jack-off-2008.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-2112843084655579456</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Oct 2008 17:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-23T12:23:51.051-05:00</atom:updated><title>Crazy Mary Update: 10/23</title><atom:summary type="text">For months, speculation about Mary’s income source has run rampant. Mary is constantly seen leaving and returning to her home, but with a frequency and such short “away-times” that these trips wouldn’t be conducive to the idea of her going to a job everyday. After this was observed, the idea of her collecting disability and/or unemployment payments was brought up. Drug-funds were also discussed, </atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/crazy-mary-update-1023.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (N.)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-7504905974940203977</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Oct 2008 04:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-23T08:40:20.050-05:00</atom:updated><title>Oblong Faces &amp; Abstract Jowls</title><atom:summary type="text">Please, feel free to click on these photos at you leisure, and experience them at their true, 1200 resolution beauty. Cheers.     -N.  </atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/oblong-faces-abstract-jowles.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJHJZXZb88-9IdTGODMrwRde-IWbsfPku5aUIiFfQjW4AoIEhM6VUFfAPqcpP_FGn0nVMVkvoz_X3Cfk6bxnl64XOZButGJ3kf0HOJndM_twHzG5QqyH8rVBximwZ8EkNckVgjlWBd750/s72-c/IMG_0499.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-5939917410949313221</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Oct 2008 05:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-20T00:27:23.855-05:00</atom:updated><title>I&#39;m a Rebel, Dottie. A loner.</title><atom:summary type="text">Click to Enlarge any of these.My favorite people, etc. taken with 2171&#39;s new Canon Rebel XSI D-SLR. (a) 2171&#39;s visuals just got a massive upgrade. (b) Now I own a toy Neal is afraid to touch, that I used to take pictures of his toys I&#39;m afraid to touch.(c) Photographer for hire and prints available. Lemme know whatchoo need. (d) Please note Amanda sporting Neal&#39;s SH&amp;amp;T shirt, I think he wanted</atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-rebel-dottie-loner.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1C11-1KjTcSQh1uYRnNgpvdsZ7VFdmPm848ct1Cf3V_oA4opsnRZLCVlIlaPEi7FkdjShcVDBoFkKzTkPAUEnEiUfAW-WD9YYLuHtynHn7_iGs_fs7xO-ZBNr58Ulh_ZeiflWykv4gJU/s72-c/IMG_0166.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-8216080968857642959</guid><pubDate>Fri, 17 Oct 2008 06:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-17T01:48:28.688-05:00</atom:updated><title>Us, The Un-Caring Caregivers</title><atom:summary type="text">Assuredly, the bulk of you 2171 readers have yet to be informed that Matt and I own pets. But in the dank catacombs of our apartment I assure that life, however meger, does exist here other than our own.We&#39;ve adopted two hermit crabs from out ever-gracious friends, the Glarrows, and have been adamantly hospitable to them for three months. However, tragedy has befallen us, as it typically does, </atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/us-un-caring-caregivers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (N.)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-25227114204657777</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 18:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-15T14:06:16.838-05:00</atom:updated><title>One More Thing....</title><atom:summary type="text">This is what Neal will be like as a father....and I beg anyone to disagree. Only, it will probably be about LOST instead of Star Wars.Penny Arcade - The Breaking PointWhen Neal&#39;s wife is expecting, they&#39;ll go as Pregnant Claire, and Charlie. Maybe Locke, depending on how quickly he can fashion a wooden crib.Year 1 of the child&#39;s life: Neal&#39;s first Trick or Treat experience with child in tow will </atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/one-more-thing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-7800545030660863477</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Oct 2008 16:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-15T11:52:25.057-05:00</atom:updated><title>Playlist Sabotage</title><atom:summary type="text">Now, I will never insult the musical tastes of anyone. I&#39;m the most musically inept individual you&#39;ll ever meet. Until Neal and Robin started subjecting me to monthly musical inoculations in the form of new iTunes playlists, I was like &quot;The Strokes&quot;? Aren&#39;t they that....band...with that.....song?And a million other embarrassing gaping holes in my musical knowledge. Tom Waits? For who? WHO IS TOM </atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/playlist-sabotage.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>6</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-8841564851025757949</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Oct 2008 18:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-13T15:27:55.854-05:00</atom:updated><title>Jam packed....</title><atom:summary type="text">There are two distinct waves of social activity at 2171. Wednesday nights and the weekend. The larger wave of the two is most definitely the weekend. Sometime around 5 o&#39;clock you&#39;ll find us with a beer or scotch or russlerita (hell, the list goes on for days) and by 8 or 9 the sun has set, the white christmas lights are creating a beautiful ambiance, and many of our friends have made their way </atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/jam-packed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-9002127653417598641</guid><pubDate>Thu, 09 Oct 2008 21:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-09T16:54:19.448-05:00</atom:updated><title>Happy Birthday, Robin</title><atom:summary type="text">Because, let&#39;s face it: she has an enormous amount of clout and influence here at 2171,  practically being a resident herself and all, and I&#39;m absolutely crazy about her.Saturday, we&#39;re all converging on Sous La Terre at midnight in celebration of this wonderful gal, and I&#39;d like to take this opportunity to formally invite any and all readers of the blog to join us there. Cheers.</atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-robin.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (N.)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-8355306653789414368</guid><pubDate>Thu, 02 Oct 2008 00:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-02T09:51:56.238-05:00</atom:updated><title>Cock-Off 2008</title><atom:summary type="text">For those of you that haven&#39;t heard of, attended, or inspired one of the many &quot;offs&quot; that have taken place at the House of the Future, this is a tradition that dates back ages....months, even. There were others before this, such as the Type-Off, the Puzzle-Off, and even a Grilled-Cheese-Off. All of which have had either disastrous, heavily debated, or joyous results. The Cock-Off - quite simply, </atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/10/cock-off-2008.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhG5JcOQgkLwLsdcMZhXVqon_-_x_FsokN4LMKEvf45LNWrVoHVB2Oqfo8XKNpyf5v5GZDWWg3N4JqRMsD0nlAYKWq5G340RmGYu7wskmMldbcKRJFevXWmz9V42nAyaPOkPY3K5IQLEOY/s72-c/IMG_2037.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-4721367899122290563</guid><pubDate>Wed, 01 Oct 2008 23:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-10-01T18:57:01.084-05:00</atom:updated><title>Recycling!</title><atom:summary type="text">Waking up is all a blur on Saturdays. Sometime that morning, I stumbled groggily toward the scent of coffee, and the first thing that caught my eye was this lovely addition to our [Neal&#39;s] ever-growing plant collection. This was all his and Robin&#39;s doing, but I just had to show it off. 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My apologies. I&#39;m not the word-smith I thought I was.However, as is frequently the case, which is to say, &quot;after the fact&quot;, I&#39;ve stumbled upon several monikers for &quot;the</atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/regarding-moonshine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (N.)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-568532967747101625</guid><pubDate>Sat, 27 Sep 2008 23:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-27T19:10:25.854-05:00</atom:updated><title>I truly apologize for being....us.</title><atom:summary type="text">Talking online with Drew and Jon Friday, we decided that Jon should start his own school of badassery. This comes one day after I tell Drew about Jon&#39;s rather incredible life, from one end of the spectrum of &#39;wild&#39; to the other where he&#39;s an IT specialist for the Air Force. Incredible. So, really, this is just a post to show you the many courses you&#39;ll be able to take while in attendance. I&#39;m not</atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-truly-apologize-for-beingus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>5</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-3261718172823185482</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Sep 2008 16:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-24T11:45:22.665-05:00</atom:updated><title>Rule # 161</title><atom:summary type="text">Rule 161. The keys to throwing a good party are a working stereo, christmas lights, and plenty of ice.found at http://rulesformyunbornson.tumblr.com, which is pretty rad. &quot;161 is always 2171&quot; - Jon Raney</atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/rule-161.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-3633868531743526954</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Sep 2008 13:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-24T08:39:28.230-05:00</atom:updated><title>Inventions by Matt</title><atom:summary type="text">Over the course of life, somewhere along this crazy journey, people find society and innovators across the expanse of time before us that have made provisions for an easier life.Roads, laws, grocery stores, etc.I don&#39;t know if its the booze, the drinking, the whiskey, or general stupidity on my part, but several things pop up in my life as completely obvious needs in society and, as it were, no </atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/inventions-by-matt.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>12</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-6642001148824171435</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Sep 2008 16:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-18T11:38:53.828-05:00</atom:updated><title>That Good Ole Mountain Dew</title><atom:summary type="text">&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0         false   false   false                             MicrosoftInternetExplorer4   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !mso]&gt;  st1\:*{behavior:url(#ieooui) }  &lt;![endif]--&gt; &lt;!--  /* Style Definitions */  p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal  {mso-style-parent:&quot;&quot;;  margin:0in;  margin-bottom:.0001pt;  mso-pagination:widow-orphan;  </atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/that-good-ole-mountain-dew.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (N.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB7xp7gMT5YzRrrOSFiPlm3I0bcMNU6YhADnN1GBk7-y6paze5YPN2qwrMVSJBkWi42eSHYSrsC1sYM3Nwy3-XRh7RFyRmA6oONJY-ILXNK9RxmQUdNj92dZ8jSpshOuCnzXrxcc9HZzc/s72-c/IMG_2033.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>15</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-5978725241293126682</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Sep 2008 21:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-15T17:04:21.966-05:00</atom:updated><title>Side note:</title><atom:summary type="text">Today marks the second time I&#39;ve used the phrase &#39;death incarnate&#39; to refer to an apartment since the start of this blog. I need a Thesaurus, or just only write posts when Neal&#39;s in the room.</atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/side-note.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-7052214475380304217</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Sep 2008 20:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-15T15:39:41.855-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Dry Week</title><atom:summary type="text">So, its been a week since anyone has posted anything here. This is not without justification, and not without regrets and condolences for all the loyal friends and lovely subscribers.This week I got a lot of &quot;No, Matt, its NOT ok that nothing happened to you this week. Go pull some of Neal&#39;s bones out. Destroy your house. Go fight crime, or just socialize with a psychopath next door. Start a fire</atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/dry-week.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-6260523909634451386</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2008 23:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-08T18:25:46.915-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Long Overdue Extraction of Mr. Russler&#39;s Third Molars</title><atom:summary type="text">More to come later, folks, but in the meantime, please send all dishes requiring moderate chewing, gift baskets, &quot;Get Well Soon&quot; balloons, and parade routes to:Neal Russler2171 College StreetMontgomery, AL 36106</atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/long-overdue-extraction-of-mr-russlers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (N.)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifCgNCJZNyE5jAMug2BPUodDByH7ZbM7T3qxQKkQXutdlqbIlhizVsLCoE9IfKlLdmqWyiydGTyVxtygpsDCq8IDEwQpjVJAe4_aGL9g97ckihFQwT8p58E7fwSzWsumvYB7aaiobW0bA/s72-c/xray+copy.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-3814563126609642549</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Sep 2008 16:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-08T11:37:31.450-05:00</atom:updated><title>Thunder-thief</title><atom:summary type="text">I&#39;m sorry to steal Mr. Russler&#39;s thunder, I know  he has a fantastic post in line for this. Just remember to be nice to that jack ass for the next couple of days, because he&#39;s going to be in severe surgical/oral pain. Wisdom teeth removal is no picnic.I asked him to keep a 15min incremental log of his experiences for the blog, I don&#39;t think he&#39;s gonna do anything but moan and sleep, so no one </atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/thunder-thief.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4206178778940324175.post-9069508290568677059</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Sep 2008 16:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-09-05T11:15:11.499-05:00</atom:updated><title>Bohemia</title><atom:summary type="text">In my random searches from blog to blog to blog to blog I  end up finding the most random things. I found this little excerpt today, reminds me of this neighborhood. Original article here.&quot;It isn&#39;t possible to quantify the extent to which society and culture are indebted to Bohemia. In every age in every successful country, it has been important that at least a small part of the cityscape is not </atom:summary><link>http://2171collegestreet.blogspot.com/2008/09/bohemia.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>