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  <title>these days one must fly--but where to?</title>
  <subtitle>balthazar;</subtitle>
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    <name>balthazar;</name>
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  <updated>2011-12-13T13:36:48Z</updated>
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    <title>001 -- video;</title>
    <published>2011-12-13T13:36:48Z</published>
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    <category term="bal does not approve"/>
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    <category term="humans are the lamest"/>
    <content type="html">&lt;small&gt;[ the feed opens up with a shot of balthazar’s shoves. the man himself makes an unimpressed noise, curses quietly under his breath, and then puts it in his coat pocket. there’s a few minutes of just pocket!cam and indistinct noises--balthazar patting himself down, balthazar's hands pressing against his chest--before balthazar draws it out again to frown skeptically into the lens. ]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then. Isn't &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt; an interesting plot twist, hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is one of those little devices humans are so fond of, isn’t it? I can’t seriously be expected to make use of it. Even in whatever blasted afterlife I’ve landed in, there must be more efficient means of communication available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;[ his expression is so ridiculously unimpressed, his tone filled with disdain. whatever this is, bal's not down for it. ]&lt;/small&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone with an I.Q. high enough to offer an explanation hanging about? Or shall I have to resort to something dreadful like &lt;i&gt;googling&lt;/i&gt; it?</content>
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