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    <name><![CDATA[Colin]]></name>
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    <body><![CDATA[Oh goodness; I just reordered this to see if I'd love it as much as I did as a kid, and the answer is no. I love it way more. The prose has the perfect tall-tale ring to it, and the illustrations are inspired and inspiring. Never has a storm cloud of hamburgers rolling in over distant fields been captured so perfectly. ]]></body>
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