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A Strange Feeling Overcame Me.</title><link>http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/</link><description>Le Monde est un concept abstrait. On est pas parfait. On est mieux. Soyez réalistes : demandez l&amp;#039;impossible. Je suis un précieux et un dandy =). Soy un bichito de laboratorio. L&amp;#8217;élégant suit la mode, le dandy la précède. Mes Nuits Sont Plus Belles Que Vos Jours. J&amp;#039;aime parler le portunhol sauvage. &amp;#60;3 Il fait bon se promener nu dans ces forêts primaires.</description><sy:updatePeriod>daily</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2009-04-05T19:23:11Z</sy:updateBase><dc:creator>alone-censured</dc:creator><dc:date>2009-04-05T19:23:11Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><dc:rights /><item><title>Beyond The Horizon.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/21cc95d6/l/0Lalone0Ecensured0Bskyrock0N0C21530A449950EBeyond0EThe0EHorizon0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>. J'ai renoncé aux plaisirs de ton corps, à la beauté glaciale de tes lèvres, à ton regard interrogateur. Aujourd'hui je suis parti dans la toundra...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/21cc95d6/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/567055830/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/567055830/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/567055830/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/567055830/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/2153044995-Beyond-The-Horizon.html</guid><dc:creator>alone-censured</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2009-04-05T19:23:11Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/2153044995-Beyond-The-Horizon.html"><img align="left" src="http://92.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/alone-censured.21932292.2153044995.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> . J&#039;ai renoncé aux plaisirs de ton corps, à la beauté glaciale de tes lèvres, à ton regard interrogateur. Aujourd&#039;hui je suis parti dans la toundra...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Love Is A Sin.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/c6f1626/l/0Lalone0Ecensured0Bskyrock0N0C213980A98250ELove0EIs0EA0ESin0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>. Les amours meurent par le dégoût, et l'oubli les enterre. .&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/c6f1626/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/208606758/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/208606758/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/208606758/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/208606758/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/2139809825-Love-Is-A-Sin.html</guid><dc:creator>alone-censured</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-11-15T23:08:12Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/2139809825-Love-Is-A-Sin.html"><img align="left" src="http://92.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/alone-censured.21932292.2139809825.2.jpg" alt="" /></a> . Les amours meurent par le dégoût, et l&#039;oubli les enterre. .</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>An Angel Flying.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/23436b4b/l/0Lalone0Ecensured0Bskyrock0N0C20A844971110EAn0EAngel0EFlying0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>. « Si tu veux vivre, tu dois aimer. » Soeur Emmanuelle 16 novembre 1908 - 20 octobre 2008 .&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/23436b4b/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/591620939/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/591620939/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/591620939/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/591620939/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/2084497111-An-Angel-Flying.html</guid><dc:creator>alone-censured</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-10-22T13:11:14Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/2084497111-An-Angel-Flying.html"><img align="left" src="http://92.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/alone-censured.21932292.2084497111.2.jpg" alt="" /></a> . « Si tu veux vivre, tu dois aimer. » Soeur Emmanuelle 16 novembre 1908 - 20 octobre 2008 .</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>War Is Peace.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/18f00725/l/0Lalone0Ecensured0Bskyrock0N0C20A499976330EWar0EIs0EPeace0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>. Il y a longtemps déjà que je n&amp;#8217;ai plus de sentiments. Mes yeux sont secs. Je n&amp;#8217;arrive plus à pleurer. Les mots sont vides de sens. J&amp;#8217;ai perdu...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/18f00725/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/418383653/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/418383653/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/418383653/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/418383653/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/2049997633-War-Is-Peace.html</guid><dc:creator>alone-censured</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-10-02T17:09:37Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/2049997633-War-Is-Peace.html"><img align="left" src="http://92.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/alone-censured.21932292.2049997633.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> . Il y a longtemps déjà que je n&amp;#8217;ai plus de sentiments. Mes yeux sont secs. Je n&amp;#8217;arrive plus à pleurer. Les mots sont vides de sens. J&amp;#8217;ai perdu...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Le Moche est Laid.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/453d7d73/l/0Lalone0Ecensured0Bskyrock0N0C20A0A16966990ELe0EMoche0Eest0ELaid0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>. A 20h La Police Vous Parle. .&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/453d7d73/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1161657715/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1161657715/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1161657715/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1161657715/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/2001696699-Le-Moche-est-Laid.html</guid><dc:creator>alone-censured</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-09-06T14:31:19Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/2001696699-Le-Moche-est-Laid.html"><img align="left" src="http://92.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/alone-censured.21932292.2001696699.5.jpg" alt="" /></a> . A 20h La Police Vous Parle. .</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/6d73d2a8/l/0Lalone0Ecensured0Bskyrock0N0C19641183150Eposted0Eon0E20A0A80E0A80E190Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>. I'm A Ghost Lost In A Wonderful! Dream. .&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/6d73d2a8/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1836307112/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1836307112/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1836307112/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1836307112/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1964118315-posted-on-2008-08-19.html</guid><dc:creator>alone-censured</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-08-19T18:31:41Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1964118315-posted-on-2008-08-19.html"><img align="left" src="http://92.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/alone-censured.21932292.1964118315.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> . I&#039;m A Ghost Lost In A Wonderful! Dream. .</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Judy A Little Girl With A Gun.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/49d11985/l/0Lalone0Ecensured0Bskyrock0N0C1897260A5550EJudy0EA0ELittle0EGirl0EWith0EA0EGun0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>. . . . . . " Fuck you, bitch, said Judy, after shooting her mother. Be quiet Mummy. Don't suffer. I'm with you, you know. I'm watching you and you can die in...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/49d11985/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1238440325/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1238440325/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1238440325/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1238440325/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1897260555-Judy-A-Little-Girl-With-A-Gun.html</guid><dc:creator>alone-censured</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-07-16T22:18:16Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1897260555-Judy-A-Little-Girl-With-A-Gun.html"><img align="left" src="http://92.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/alone-censured.21932292.1897260555.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> . . . . . . &quot; Fuck you, bitch, said Judy, after shooting her mother. Be quiet Mummy. Don&#039;t suffer. I&#039;m with you, you know. I&#039;m watching you and you can die in...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Candide.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/14a40bcd/l/0Lalone0Ecensured0Bskyrock0N0C1880A3576170ECandide0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>x La Petite Fille Sans Frontières . x&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/14a40bcd/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/346295245/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/346295245/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/346295245/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/346295245/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1880357617-Candide.html</guid><dc:creator>alone-censured</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-09-29T19:48:58Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1880357617-Candide.html"><img align="left" src="http://92.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/alone-censured.21932292.1880357617.2.jpg" alt="" /></a> x La Petite Fille Sans Frontières . x</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Dance In The Mist.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/7675a3db/l/0Lalone0Ecensured0Bskyrock0N0C18598596570EDance0EIn0EThe0EMist0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>x Sur l'onde calme et noire où dorment les étoiles La blanche Ophélia flotte comme un grand lys, Flotte très lentement, couchée en ses longs voiles ... On entend...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/7675a3db/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1987421147/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1987421147/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1987421147/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1987421147/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1859859657-Dance-In-The-Mist.html</guid><dc:creator>alone-censured</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-09-07T16:05:28Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1859859657-Dance-In-The-Mist.html"><img align="left" src="http://92.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/alone-censured.21932292.1859859657.7.jpg" alt="" /></a> x Sur l&#039;onde calme et noire où dorment les étoiles La blanche Ophélia flotte comme un grand lys, Flotte très lentement, couchée en ses longs voiles ... On entend...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Les journées sont longues, très longues...et surtout, très courtes.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/32755e00/l/0Lalone0Ecensured0Bskyrock0N0C18387550A350ELes0Ejournees0Esont0Elongues0Etres0Elongues0Eet0Esurtout0Etres0Ecourtes0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>. pareils à des feuilles, tantôt vivent pleins d'éclat et mangent les fruits que fournit la terre labourée, tantôt retombent au néant. .&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/32755e00/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/846552576/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/846552576/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/846552576/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/846552576/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1838755035-Les-journees-sont-longues-tres-longues-et-surtout-tres-courtes.html</guid><dc:creator>alone-censured</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-06-20T20:49:00Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1838755035-Les-journees-sont-longues-tres-longues-et-surtout-tres-courtes.html"><img align="left" src="http://92.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/alone-censured.21932292.1838755035.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> . pareils à des feuilles, tantôt vivent pleins d&#039;éclat et mangent les fruits que fournit la terre labourée, tantôt retombent au néant. .</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Guter junge</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/58039252/l/0Lalone0Ecensured0Bskyrock0N0C1817594810A0EGuter0Ejunge0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>J&amp;#8217;ADORE LA MODE « On ne porte pas les révolutions de ses parents. » PAR CHRISTOPHER BOLLEN . . . Dire « J&amp;#8217;aime la mode », c&amp;#8217;est un peu comme...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/58039252/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1476629074/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1476629074/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1476629074/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1476629074/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1817594810-Guter-junge.html</guid><dc:creator>alone-censured</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-06-14T10:14:55Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1817594810-Guter-junge.html"><img align="left" src="http://92.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/alone-censured.21932292.1817594810.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> J&amp;#8217;ADORE LA MODE « On ne porte pas les révolutions de ses parents. » PAR CHRISTOPHER BOLLEN . . . 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End. .&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/a403728/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/171980584/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/171980584/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/171980584/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/171980584/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1800954630-posted-on-2008-06-03.html</guid><dc:creator>alone-censured</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-10-11T22:06:56Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1800954630-posted-on-2008-06-03.html"><img align="left" src="http://92.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/alone-censured.21932292.1800954630.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> . My . Life . Was. A. Tragedy . And . Everybody . Die . At . The . End. .</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Et la ronde des Sentiments mêlés pu reprendre.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/57126deb/l/0Lalone0Ecensured0Bskyrock0N0C1765218850A0EEt0Ela0Eronde0Edes0ESentiments0Emeles0Epu0Ereprendre0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>. . . . Slim continua à écouter tranquillement les projets de George, tandis qu'au dessus de leurs têtes par delà l'obscurité poussiéreuse du débit de boisson dans...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/57126deb/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1460825579/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1460825579/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1460825579/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1460825579/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1765218850-Et-la-ronde-des-Sentiments-meles-pu-reprendre.html</guid><dc:creator>alone-censured</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-05-17T21:43:48Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1765218850-Et-la-ronde-des-Sentiments-meles-pu-reprendre.html"><img align="left" src="http://92.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/alone-censured.21932292.1765218850.0.jpg" alt="" /></a> . . . . Slim continua à écouter tranquillement les projets de George, tandis qu&#039;au dessus de leurs têtes par delà l&#039;obscurité poussiéreuse du débit de boisson dans...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Neverending Dreams... London - Tate Modern.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/f86ea72/l/0Lalone0Ecensured0Bskyrock0N0C17514242960ENeverending0EDreams0ELondon0ETate0EModern0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>C . . O . .[/c ] M.[/c ] .[/c ] I .[/c ] .[/c ] N .[/c ] .[/c ] G .[/c ] .[/c ] .[/c ] .[/c ] S.[/c ] .[/c ] O .[/c ] .[/c ] O.[/c ] . N &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/f86ea72/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/260500082/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/260500082/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/260500082/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/260500082/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1751424296-Neverending-Dreams-London-Tate-Modern.html</guid><dc:creator>alone-censured</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-05-11T21:33:24Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1751424296-Neverending-Dreams-London-Tate-Modern.html"><img align="left" src="http://92.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/alone-censured.21932292.1751424296.0.jpg" alt="" /></a> C . . O . .[/c ] M.[/c ] .[/c ] I .[/c ] .[/c ] N .[/c ] .[/c ] G .[/c ] .[/c ] .[/c ] .[/c ] S.[/c ] .[/c ] O .[/c ] .[/c ] O.[/c ] . N </p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Neverending Dreams... Shanghai.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/6779fe52/l/0Lalone0Ecensured0Bskyrock0N0C1750A90A7150A0ENeverending0EDreams0EShanghai0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>. . . . . Ces visages, ces odeurs cosmopolite d'un monde qui vit, d'une ville colossale aux dimensions démesurées, d'une ville riche de promesses et de...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/6779fe52/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1736048210/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1736048210/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1736048210/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1736048210/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1750907150-Neverending-Dreams-Shanghai.html</guid><dc:creator>alone-censured</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-05-17T21:42:22Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1750907150-Neverending-Dreams-Shanghai.html"><img align="left" src="http://92.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/alone-censured.21932292.1750907150.0.jpg" alt="" /></a> . . . . . Ces visages, ces odeurs cosmopolite d&#039;un monde qui vit, d&#039;une ville colossale aux dimensions démesurées, d&#039;une ville riche de promesses et de...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Neverending Dreams...</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/6a49bdac/l/0Lalone0Ecensured0Bskyrock0N0C17496339540ENeverending0EDreams0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>. . . . Partons nous en voyage pour découvrir le monde ou bien pour se découvrir soi ? Est-ce les hommes qui font les voyages ou bien les voyages qui font les...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/6a49bdac/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1783217580/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1783217580/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1783217580/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1783217580/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1749633954-Neverending-Dreams.html</guid><dc:creator>alone-censured</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-05-11T21:35:11Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1749633954-Neverending-Dreams.html"><img align="left" src="http://92.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/alone-censured.21932292.1749633954.0.jpg" alt="" /></a> . . . . Partons nous en voyage pour découvrir le monde ou bien pour se découvrir soi ? Est-ce les hommes qui font les voyages ou bien les voyages qui font les...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Pourquoi s'enfermer dans une bulle ? oO</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/41858231/l/0Lalone0Ecensured0Bskyrock0N0C1748323470A0EPourquoi0Es0Eenfermer0Edans0Eune0Ebulle0EoO0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Pourquoi ? . . . . Pourquoi les gens s'enferment-ils dans des bulles...? Quel est l'intérêt ? Ici, je parle de stéréotypes auquels se conforment les gens : . . - . ....&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/41858231/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1099268657/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1099268657/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1099268657/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1099268657/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1748323470-Pourquoi-s-enfermer-dans-une-bulle-oO.html</guid><dc:creator>alone-censured</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-09-13T21:54:22Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1748323470-Pourquoi-s-enfermer-dans-une-bulle-oO.html"><img align="left" src="http://92.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/alone-censured.21932292.1748323470.1.jpg" alt="" /></a> Pourquoi ? . . . . Pourquoi les gens s&#039;enferment-ils dans des bulles...? Quel est l&#039;intérêt ? Ici, je parle de stéréotypes auquels se conforment les gens : . . - . ....</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>WAD ! We Are Different.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/11678fe4/l/0Lalone0Ecensured0Bskyrock0N0C17468589560EWAD0EWe0EAre0EDifferent0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>. Notre Différence, fait notre force. . &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/11678fe4/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/291999716/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/291999716/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/291999716/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/291999716/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1746858956-WAD-We-Are-Different.html</guid><dc:creator>alone-censured</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-05-11T10:16:02Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1746858956-WAD-We-Are-Different.html"><img align="left" src="http://92.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/alone-censured.21932292.1746858956.0.jpg" alt="" /></a> . Notre Différence, fait notre force. . </p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Littérature.</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/3cd32999/l/0Lalone0Ecensured0Bskyrock0N0C17467982560ELitterature0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>"La littérature, c'est la pensée accédant à la beauté dans la lumière. " Source : Charles Du Bos Extrait de : La Notion de littérature et la beauté du langage ...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/3cd32999/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1020471705/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1020471705/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1020471705/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1020471705/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1746798256-Litterature.html</guid><dc:creator>alone-censured</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-05-11T10:21:56Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1746798256-Litterature.html"><img align="left" src="http://92.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/alone-censured.21932292.1746798256.0.jpg" alt="" /></a> &quot;La littérature, c&#039;est la pensée accédant à la beauté dans la lumière. &quot; Source : Charles Du Bos Extrait de : La Notion de littérature et la beauté du langage ...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Photographie</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/60c05253/l/0Lalone0Ecensured0Bskyrock0N0C174670A78820EPhotographie0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>" Une photographie, c'est un arrêt du cœur d'une fraction de seconde. " Pierre Movila Pix : upSs by estellamestella &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/60c05253/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1623216723/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1623216723/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1623216723/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1623216723/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1746707882-Photographie.html</guid><dc:creator>alone-censured</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-05-11T10:28:15Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://alone-censured.skyrock.com/1746707882-Photographie.html"><img align="left" src="http://92.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/alone-censured.21932292.1746707882.0.jpg" alt="" /></a> &quot; Une photographie, c&#039;est un arrêt du cœur d&#039;une fraction de seconde. &quot; Pierre Movila Pix : upSs by estellamestella </p>]]></content:encoded></item></channel></rss>
