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  <updated>2008-03-29T08:31:36-04:00</updated>
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    <title>Foreclosure Day</title>
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    <published>2008-03-29T08:30:32-04:00</published>
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    <author>
      <name>Aldon Hynes</name>
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    <summary type="html"><![CDATA[<p>It is a bright and sunny day, a little bit chilly.  I woke up early, tossing and turning.  Today is foreclosure day.  At noon, the house will be sold in an foreclosure auction.  </p>
<p>I need to head down there soon to let the court appointed auctioneer in so that the house can be shown to any potential bidders.  As I tossed and turned, I thought about how I should write about this.  Blog posts here?  Right now, my mind has settled on a short story.  I’ve wrote parts of it in my head as I tossed and turned.</p>
<p>“It wasn’t a typical foreclosure, but how many of them really are?”</p>
<p>I check my email.  Log in to Second Life to see if there are any messages there that I need to respond to.  It feels like I’m trying to put this off, yet at the same time, I will be glad when it is over.</p>
<p>I need to get ready now.  More later.</p>
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    <content type="html"><![CDATA[<p>It is a bright and sunny day, a little bit chilly.  I woke up early, tossing and turning.  Today is foreclosure day.  At noon, the house will be sold in an foreclosure auction.  </p>
<p>I need to head down there soon to let the court appointed auctioneer in so that the house can be shown to any potential bidders.  As I tossed and turned, I thought about how I should write about this.  Blog posts here?  Right now, my mind has settled on a short story.  I’ve wrote parts of it in my head as I tossed and turned.</p>
<p>“It wasn’t a typical foreclosure, but how many of them really are?”</p>
<p>I check my email.  Log in to Second Life to see if there are any messages there that I need to respond to.  It feels like I’m trying to put this off, yet at the same time, I will be glad when it is over.</p>
<p>I need to get ready now.  More later.<br />
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