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		<title>2 Hearts No Brain</title>
		<link>http://thebreadcrumbtrail.wordpress.com/2008/05/01/2-hearts-no-brain/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 May 2008 18:36:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Maybe you can help.  I found this in the street, not very far from here, if you know who it might belong to, can you let them know?  I was just on my was to town,  meet a friend for coffee, get a Gregg&#8217;s and buy some shampoo and eggs.  I was crossing the bridge.  [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thebreadcrumbtrail.wordpress.com&blog=1759978&post=43&subd=thebreadcrumbtrail&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>your conversations are like a powerplant, for fuck sake</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Apr 2008 16:11:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My hand shakes a little, not to be melodramatic &#8211; it may just be the over-indulgence in caffeine or the lack of food today.  I haven&#8217;t reached the level where I can honestly say that I&#8217;m grieving.  It&#8217;s a strong term.  I have suffered bereavement, but event that feels too weighty compared [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thebreadcrumbtrail.wordpress.com&blog=1759978&post=42&subd=thebreadcrumbtrail&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>closure report</title>
		<link>http://thebreadcrumbtrail.wordpress.com/2008/04/23/closure-report/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2008 20:04:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I had a meeting this morning, at the Police Divisional Headquarters, a huge rectangle of a building, big and ugly. The interior was no different. Whitewashed walls. All furniture, all fittings were pine effect. A loudspeaker in every corridor and in every room called out ‘PC this’ and ‘DC that’ intrusively and often. We could [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thebreadcrumbtrail.wordpress.com&blog=1759978&post=38&subd=thebreadcrumbtrail&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Communication (2)</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2008 13:46:02 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[Notes for 'Lessons In Construction'.]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[Distance splits meanings.  The gestures and the eye-contact of face-to-face contact is lost.  Things wrongly implied perhaps – hidden meanings erringly revealed, true feelings let slip.
 
Calling from one side of the street to the other garbles words in the volumes of others and machines and the weather.  Arms waving to imply feelings.
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		<title>Communication (1)</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2008 13:42:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[You can hear a hum up there.  Voices and vehicles, the sounds of people and machines moving across the city – all communicating.  With gestures and words or with horns and lights.
 
Cars and buses and trains zoom and hush between cities, dropping off and picking up people and their possessions.  They reach destinations, and either [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thebreadcrumbtrail.wordpress.com&blog=1759978&post=36&subd=thebreadcrumbtrail&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Tracking</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 15 Apr 2008 09:46:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The solitude has ceased for now, it seems.  Yesterday was a stream of social appointments, some easy and some difficult.  The weekend was full of people and conversation and far too much drinking.  Many explanations had to be given, repeatedly, for my strange behaviour.  
 
“How’s the No Parking exhibition going?”
“I’m not actually involved anymore”
“Really?? Why [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thebreadcrumbtrail.wordpress.com&blog=1759978&post=34&subd=thebreadcrumbtrail&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Airport</title>
		<link>http://thebreadcrumbtrail.wordpress.com/2008/04/11/airport/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2008 19:13:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I had the pleasure, many moons ago, of working at Jersey airport one summer. My uniform consisted of a too-big canary yellow shirt and a clip on-tie, coloured (the wrong word I think, as it connotes consideration, taste and sense) in hazy, ugly swirls of blue and yellow and green and white and pink. I [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thebreadcrumbtrail.wordpress.com&blog=1759978&post=33&subd=thebreadcrumbtrail&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>the happiest place on earth</title>
		<link>http://thebreadcrumbtrail.wordpress.com/2008/04/10/the-happiest-place-on-earth/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 10 Apr 2008 13:36:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I stayed at the Bucther’s place last night.  The perfect site for solitude.  They are away in the States, they have pets that need feeding, I have a set of keys and a bed.
 
I am hopeful that last night I worked my self-indulgence out of my system.  I lazed dozily, ate greedily, drank beers while [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thebreadcrumbtrail.wordpress.com&blog=1759978&post=32&subd=thebreadcrumbtrail&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<link>http://thebreadcrumbtrail.wordpress.com/2008/04/09/31/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2008 21:20:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Exercise this morning, and I managed to stealthily avoid human contact with well-timed visits to the bathroom and hiding in my room. Another offer of help with the ex-exhibition arrives from George. (As of the time of writing, I have not replied. You will be pleased to hear however that both Beth and Chris have [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thebreadcrumbtrail.wordpress.com&blog=1759978&post=31&subd=thebreadcrumbtrail&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Sounds</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2008 09:00:29 +0000</pubDate>
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There is a city, away to the south somewhere.  From a distance it is a fat city, and wide.  It sprawls.  I’ve been to this city, once or twice.  For a few moments, at the dead of night, everything is filled with a temporary silence.  The night time, the looming buildings, the closed shutters and [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=thebreadcrumbtrail.wordpress.com&blog=1759978&post=27&subd=thebreadcrumbtrail&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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