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		<title>This way</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Life is like a one-way street… or perhaps, not so much a street as it is a network of forking motorways running over a chain of hills and dips of valleys with a littering of ruminant poo to top it all off. Every waypoint has a valve – once you have passed it; you cannot [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talfryn.net/2010/09/06/this-way/</link>
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		<title>Cocktail diplomatique</title>
		<description><![CDATA[From the core fundamentals to the inconspicuous trivialities, having a field manual for the fine art of socialising would come in handy (although frankly impractical), and when it doesn&#8217;t exist one is thrust into having to trust the common senses and powers of minutiae observation in the unforgiving world of judgemental socialites. 
How do you [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talfryn.net/2010/09/02/cocktail-diplomatique/</link>
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		<title>A dose of medicine</title>
		<description><![CDATA[During my last few hours of duty proper with YOG yesterday midnight, all systems crashed. I had never been more desperate to get back home, to snuggle up in bed. Temperature was rising, head was pounding. 
I think my body was waiting for it, waiting for the excitement and everything to be over, holding out [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talfryn.net/2010/08/27/a-dose-of-medicine/</link>
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		<title>Hungrying for more</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I sometimes wonder what I&#8217;ll do if I came across a madman in the forest at night. If he were to become aggressive, I imagine I&#8217;d want to flash him at full intensity with the flashgun, right into his face: HA! I BLIND YOU! Although&#8230; any form of confrontation probably wouldn&#8217;t be wise. And some [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talfryn.net/2010/08/25/hungrying-for-more/</link>
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		<title>More YOG action</title>
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Cycling&#8217;s final event &#8211; road time trials 

The Netherlands clinches bronze in cycling 

Basketball semis, Japan vs. Germany 

Basketball semis, USA vs. Serbia

Noisy thing, that]]></description>
		<link>http://talfryn.net/2010/08/23/more-yog-action/</link>
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		<title>Putting power to the pedal</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I didn&#8217;t realise how young these athletes were until I got closer to the action. Mostly in their 16s and 17s, sporting faces of determination and anxiousness as their coaches held last-minute pep talks with them. The Thai cyclist was using a squishy pink-eared bunny hairband to tie her ponytail! They&#8217;re really still just kids. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talfryn.net/2010/08/20/power-to-the-pedal/</link>
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		<title>Pls (don&#8217;t) call me back</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Had I that phone conversation a few months ago, my response would have been so different. I would have been afraid. Now that I&#8217;ve already gotten more than I could have asked for, I&#8217;ve nothing to lose. ]]></description>
		<link>http://talfryn.net/2010/08/16/pls-dont-call-me-back/</link>
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		<title>Oh yeah&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s one big party in Singapore after another. As if the National Day Parade earlier this week couldn&#8217;t satisfy the patriotic fervour of the masses, there was the grand Opening Ceremony of the inaugural Youth Olympic Games yesterday. This time, the 2700 spectators, including representatives from 204 National Olympic Committees (countries and territories), were all [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talfryn.net/2010/08/15/oh-yeah/</link>
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		<title>No turning back</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Another of my decisions, actualised. 
I handed it to her, accompanied by a soft sigh, &#8220;I guess it&#8217;s about time.&#8221; 
To the other, well, the other did all the talking. Questioning. Hoping I wasn&#8217;t being serious. I didn&#8217;t need to say anything, just watch him read it. I tried smiling. 
It was kinda poignant, dignified [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talfryn.net/2010/08/12/one-of-those-life-changing-moments/</link>
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		<title>Kairos, VIII</title>
		<description><![CDATA[For nights since my return I&#8217;ve been glancing at the time while in bed &#8211; 4am and I&#8217;m drifting in and out of sleep. Jetlagged and fraklagged &#8211; poo has its ways of catching up. After going through the 900 or so unread work-related emails that didn&#8217;t make it through the forwarder, sure enough, the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://talfryn.net/2010/08/11/kairos-viii/</link>
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