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    <body><![CDATA[I was reading this book on New Year's Eve 1993, I was recovering from surgery and couldn't go out. Being winter, I sat inside the furnace-room of my parent's house. Sad, yet thoroughly absorbed, I found the strength to go out to Industrial and Alternative Night at the Nectarine in Ann Arbor, Michigan. Three days later I came home. I met my husband and after 15 years, the lessons I learned from reading this book are...don't drink alone and dance with strangers after reading sexually-charged books that enlighten oneself!]]></body>
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