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	<title>Comments on: flood run, maiden rock, wi</title>
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		<title>By: Nicole Rushin</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hmmm, maybe my ex-husband was there. He was going places I did not want to go on his bike. Unless, of course he has changed his mind about all that. Don&#039;t know - he doesn&#039;t speak. Anyway - the picture reminded me of him. I never had any inclination towards this lifestyle and would never even get on the back of the bike with him. The idea of hanging on to someone&#039;s back on a bike in the wind was not appealing to me. That idea of freedom somehow put limits on what my idea of freedom was. Anyway - he rode off into the wind. He wanted to go - whether he blames me or not. I shall never know. Strange memories - thanks for posting this.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hmmm, maybe my ex-husband was there. He was going places I did not want to go on his bike. Unless, of course he has changed his mind about all that. Don&#8217;t know &#8211; he doesn&#8217;t speak. Anyway &#8211; the picture reminded me of him. I never had any inclination towards this lifestyle and would never even get on the back of the bike with him. The idea of hanging on to someone&#8217;s back on a bike in the wind was not appealing to me. That idea of freedom somehow put limits on what my idea of freedom was. Anyway &#8211; he rode off into the wind. He wanted to go &#8211; whether he blames me or not. I shall never know. Strange memories &#8211; thanks for posting this.</p>
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