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	<description>In the midst of life I woke to find myself living in an old house beside Brick Lane in the East End of London</description>
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		By: Craig		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Craig]]></dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Dec 2019 06:38:37 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Thank you for your wonderful work on the Blog, and the photos are great. Thx!]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you for your wonderful work on the Blog, and the photos are great. Thx!</p>
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		By: PATRICIA CLEVELAND-PECK		</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[PATRICIA CLEVELAND-PECK]]></dc:creator>
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					<description><![CDATA[Why are black and white photographs so much more evocative than coloured ones? 
Some of these gave me a strange  frisson of melancholy. Memories of wet nights in a long gone London, times which will not come again....
Thanks too  for such a beautifully  written piece.]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Why are black and white photographs so much more evocative than coloured ones?<br />
Some of these gave me a strange  frisson of melancholy. Memories of wet nights in a long gone London, times which will not come again&#8230;.<br />
Thanks too  for such a beautifully  written piece.</p>
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