<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2294734022272652534</id><updated>2011-07-28T23:41:52.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no biggie just thing happen in nothingtown</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingtowns.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2294734022272652534/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingtowns.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>enol~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13057725178595631377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y7enyDod4qw/SjaMoCAZY4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/eWOWN__AiiU/S220/DSC00117.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2294734022272652534.post-8681906445952551249</id><published>2009-07-21T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T11:49:06.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>another sheet after shit~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;today qoute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hurt comes in all ages and it comes in all sizes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hurt doesn’t discriminate by age, skin color, ethnic group, or by sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hurt means pain, plain and simple, and it’s either physical or emotional.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;When our children are small, it’s so easy to fix the hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;As our children get older, their hurts get bigger, too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Pains, Scars... its divided by two. seen and unseen. with the small difference with the spelling but has huge difference on treating them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;today story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And now the moment we’ve all been waiting for - the overall winner of ‘Biggest loser of the Year Award’. The black hair guy with a pink bow tie open the envelope, red talons in the way. He keeps wittering to cover the pause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Of course we know that every loser is a zero or zeroine in their own right, but tonight the judges have had the impossible task of choosing just one to receive the award.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;And there He is - Zainol Hafiz from Selangor,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;all beck'ed up and collect his trophy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;It was July, a baking summer. He walked slowly, thinking of the ceremony he had just attended. Among the half dozen mourners, only a few he remembered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Its like everyone is changing but he still feel the same. yeah. a few meter raise and few Kilograms ups n downs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;The news had stunned him: he hadn’t known he was wining, but then he hadn’t been on that's stage for seven years. Throughout the service he had found himself weeping uncontrollably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;..yeay .. its kinda suck..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2294734022272652534-8681906445952551249?l=nothingtowns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingtowns.blogspot.com/feeds/8681906445952551249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nothingtowns.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-sheet-after-shit.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2294734022272652534/posts/default/8681906445952551249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2294734022272652534/posts/default/8681906445952551249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingtowns.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-sheet-after-shit.html' title='another sheet after shit~'/><author><name>enol~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13057725178595631377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y7enyDod4qw/SjaMoCAZY4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/eWOWN__AiiU/S220/DSC00117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2294734022272652534.post-7913532241841017625</id><published>2009-07-20T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:52:46.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red All Around!! .. some of white.. but very poor Yellow..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 488px; height: 687px;" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x35/enol88/Untitled-1-4.gif" alt="Enol" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;17.July.2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; | &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;training day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Few pic. capture by my phone.. maner der dslr.. ceh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y7enyDod4qw/SmSR_MyCW0I/AAAAAAAAABo/uTTU3qEbBWA/s1600-h/Photo0606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y7enyDod4qw/SmSR_MyCW0I/AAAAAAAAABo/uTTU3qEbBWA/s320/Photo0606.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360569971426614082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;the lucky one! dapat pas last2 minute sebab member ako ader hal!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y7enyDod4qw/SmSRZKE15ZI/AAAAAAAAABg/LvQAZCb7bUs/s1600-h/Photo0597.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y7enyDod4qw/SmSRZKE15ZI/AAAAAAAAABg/LvQAZCb7bUs/s320/Photo0597.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360569317865153938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;manusia yang agak penuh.. tp tak sepenuh time game btol2..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nanti ako tambah .. malas plak!.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2294734022272652534-7913532241841017625?l=nothingtowns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingtowns.blogspot.com/feeds/7913532241841017625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nothingtowns.blogspot.com/2009/07/red-all-around-some-of-white-but-very.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2294734022272652534/posts/default/7913532241841017625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2294734022272652534/posts/default/7913532241841017625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingtowns.blogspot.com/2009/07/red-all-around-some-of-white-but-very.html' title='Red All Around!! .. some of white.. but very poor Yellow..'/><author><name>enol~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13057725178595631377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y7enyDod4qw/SjaMoCAZY4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/eWOWN__AiiU/S220/DSC00117.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y7enyDod4qw/SmSR_MyCW0I/AAAAAAAAABo/uTTU3qEbBWA/s72-c/Photo0606.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2294734022272652534.post-5552306624554192483</id><published>2009-07-14T14:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T14:35:34.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SOmebody Help Me!</title><content type='html'>today quote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not big fan of writing of my life out loud. writing all one by one, but its kinda interesting hows things change. Relive the days, the days when school is the only thing that u have to think. relive on being someone, someone i was and trying to change its a bit by bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could somebody help me?. &lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;I'm being haunted by a whisper, whispering. Chill comes over me and I've been trapped inside this moment and for sure I'm not victim here , I'm not a freak anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="txt_1"&gt;I've seen the face of my affliction of my reality&lt;br /&gt;I'm being tortured by the future of things that are yet to be&lt;br /&gt;I'm being haunted by a vision it's like the morning never comes&lt;br /&gt;I feel the burden of confusion always searching... on the run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past, present and future. Untouched, unbearable. undisturbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel the pain, saw the scars,&lt;br /&gt;im not the hero,&lt;br /&gt;but then..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2294734022272652534-5552306624554192483?l=nothingtowns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingtowns.blogspot.com/feeds/5552306624554192483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nothingtowns.blogspot.com/2009/07/somebody-help-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2294734022272652534/posts/default/5552306624554192483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2294734022272652534/posts/default/5552306624554192483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingtowns.blogspot.com/2009/07/somebody-help-me.html' title='SOmebody Help Me!'/><author><name>enol~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13057725178595631377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y7enyDod4qw/SjaMoCAZY4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/eWOWN__AiiU/S220/DSC00117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2294734022272652534.post-6613189449594491027</id><published>2009-06-14T22:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:43:39.974-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mati Hidup Kembali..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;my mood?relieved? tempted? accomplish? satisfied?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;qoute on the morning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accusing without investigating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;human being! act before thinking. its stereotype. my-old-self agree on it also and my-now-self will also being parts of it but not occasionally.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"  &gt;today story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Once again I am lying here on my bed staring aimlessly up at the ceiling. My ears are focused on the air conditioner hum as they have been so many nights before. The covers are pulled tightly to my throat, cloaking my body as an armor. I wonder to myself why this is all of a sudden my life. Nobody ever told me, or at least I never thought living could be so lonely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;world. world. oh world. wondering how its turn up like this, lying down while staring up on my imaginary list, list on people to blame.  its like somehow before you are all it and now it all gone.. haha.. its shameful but to be optimist its also lyk fairy-tail.. one spoof and then its all gone. now im listening to the &lt;span&gt;butterfingger - mati hidup kembali &lt;/span&gt;for me this song actually desribing on chances.. chances to changes its quite meaningful.. "&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malam semalam gundah gulana, hari ini hari mulia, tak pernah daku rasa begini, seperti mati hidup kembali&lt;/span&gt;" ... its like whats done is done no matter how gloomy tha situation was there always gonna be tommorow, other days to shine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Jalan raya terlampau sunyi&lt;br /&gt;Untuk ku terus bermimpi&lt;br /&gt;Mataku belum mengantuk lagi&lt;br /&gt;Bawa ke mana sahaja kupergi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p  style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tunjukkan ku bulan gerhana&lt;br /&gt;Tiada siapa nak kujumpa&lt;br /&gt;Pendirian tiada kusangka ada&lt;br /&gt;Tak mengapa oh tak mengapa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;for me, the lyrics show thats its always gonna be a cold and lonely road for us to keep dreaming as qoute in "terlampau sunyi" and "terus bermimpi" but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we need some catalyst aka someone to keep us awake on the journey.. journey of life... its kinda interesting song, with a mellow melody .. and the best song when we are in the lowest side on the life's circles..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hz6B0ixVY6k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hz6B0ixVY6k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2294734022272652534-6613189449594491027?l=nothingtowns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingtowns.blogspot.com/feeds/6613189449594491027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nothingtowns.blogspot.com/2009/06/mati-hidup-kembali.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2294734022272652534/posts/default/6613189449594491027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2294734022272652534/posts/default/6613189449594491027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingtowns.blogspot.com/2009/06/mati-hidup-kembali.html' title='Mati Hidup Kembali..'/><author><name>enol~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13057725178595631377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y7enyDod4qw/SjaMoCAZY4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/eWOWN__AiiU/S220/DSC00117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2294734022272652534.post-5476587266541165398</id><published>2009-06-13T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T00:03:03.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Complication!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;one complicated situation, one complicated person, one complicated conversation lead to big misunderstanding ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;make an essay with all the points givens below.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;rebel. mistake. anger. evil-smile. takin side. bad mouth. human. sweet. carin'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im human. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;rebel &lt;/span&gt;is my nature which always leads to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mistake&lt;/span&gt;. anger is one of the sin that i have in my pure solid body eventhough always hide it with my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;evil-smile&lt;/span&gt;. i do &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;takin side&lt;/span&gt; somtime, its not bussiness just personal. actually im one of not the biggest fan on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bad mouth&lt;/span&gt;ing though im might be one of them (somtime), whut can i say, im just a luvly &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;human &lt;/span&gt;and also &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt;. neway whuts mine is mine, and whuts not sometimes can become one if i bother to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;carin'&lt;/span&gt; it anywhere .. duh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neway. this is the new start of my life with a steady blog. so hav fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no town is more empty than nothingtown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2294734022272652534-5476587266541165398?l=nothingtowns.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nothingtowns.blogspot.com/feeds/5476587266541165398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://nothingtowns.blogspot.com/2009/06/complication.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2294734022272652534/posts/default/5476587266541165398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2294734022272652534/posts/default/5476587266541165398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nothingtowns.blogspot.com/2009/06/complication.html' title='Complication!'/><author><name>enol~</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13057725178595631377</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y7enyDod4qw/SjaMoCAZY4I/AAAAAAAAAAw/eWOWN__AiiU/S220/DSC00117.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
