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		<title>Times I Have Almost Died: MY BIRTHDAY!</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[A birthday is a horrible time for a near death experience but, as my mother feared, the day I turned 22 I faced a twofold threat in Seattle&#8211;suspiciously close to Canada. The first was the insidious threat of crepe or nutella overdose at lunch: The second was far more overt: Luckily, I am from Florida [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A birthday is a horrible time for a near death experience but, as my mother feared, the day I turned 22 I faced a twofold threat in Seattle&#8211;suspiciously close to Canada. The first was the insidious threat of crepe or nutella overdose at lunch:<br />
<div id="attachment_297" class="wp-caption alignnone" style="width: 399px"><img src="http://www.patricialadd.com/wp-content/uploads/_igp1203.jpg" alt="The tastiest way to die" title="_igp1203" width="389" height="581" class="size-full wp-image-297" /><p class="wp-caption-text">The tastiest way to die</p></div><br />
The second was far more overt:<br />
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<div id="attachment_298" class="wp-caption alignnone" style="width: 399px"><img src="http://www.patricialadd.com/wp-content/uploads/_igp1226.jpg" alt="Behold the seagull mafia!" title="_igp1226" width="389" height="581" class="size-full wp-image-298" /><p class="wp-caption-text">Behold the seagull mafia!</p></div></p>
<p>Luckily, I am from Florida and narrowly avoided death by making myself look as unappetizing as possible and losing myself in a far more pliant tour group. Another narrow animal-escape.</p>
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