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		<title>The Pink Champagne on Ice.</title>
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		<description>&lt;a href="http://alumni.berkeley.edu/Alumni/Cal_Monthly/November_2005/Shangri-la-la.asp"&gt;Por el camino del desierto,&lt;/a&gt; cool wind in my hair. &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ufc7Z76ko1Q&quot;&gt;Sube el aroma&lt;/a&gt; de &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.straightdope.com/classics/a5_001.html&quot;&gt;colitas&lt;/a&gt;, rising up through the air. As I logged into &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.wallstreetmeltdown.com/&quot;&gt;Bloomberg&lt;/a&gt;, j&apos;ai vu &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_u-43LN-7Cg&quot;&gt;une lumi&amp;#0232;re toute petite&lt;/a&gt;. My head grew &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F4h3nArXncM&quot;&gt;heavy&lt;/a&gt; and my sight grew dim; I had to stop for the night. There she stood in the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.todossantos-baja.com/todos-santos/eagles/hotel-california.htm&quot;&gt;doorway&lt;/a&gt;; I heard the &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.snopes.com/music/songs/hotel.asp&quot;&gt;mission bell&lt;/a&gt;, and I was thinking to myself, &quot;This could be Heaven, or &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.nytimes.com/2006/03/19/international/middleeast/19abuse.html?pagewanted=all&quot;&gt;this is Hell&lt;/a&gt;&quot;. Then he lit up a petromax, muttering &quot;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.indianpad.com/story/84055&quot;&gt;No power&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href=&quot;http://ishare.rediff.com/filemusic.php?id=19516&quot;&gt;today&lt;/a&gt;&quot;. There were voices down the corridor. I thought I heard them say, Welcome to the &lt;a href=&quot;http://rocknblog.canalblog.com/archives/2006/12/20/3453408.html&quot;&gt;Hotel California&lt;/a&gt;. </description>
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		<category>classic-rock</category>
		<category>friday-afternoon-fun</category>
		<category>gipsy-kings</category>
		<category>hotel-california</category>
		<category>link-fest</category>
		<category>mp3</category>
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