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  <title>Three Wooden Crosses: Country&apos;s Most Uplifting Songs...</title>
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  <description>The title was the main selling point for an album of country songs just advertised on my aunt&apos;s TV...Nothing against country, I&apos;m just not into music where the lyric&apos;s main focal point is a rant about some barmaid who taught guys how to be men...&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I have Vitaminwater. Yes, it really does deserve capatalization, due to it being the only drink which makes me feel almost high without the added guilt of actual drugs or alcohol. That&apos;s right,kids: Don&apos;t Do Drugs.&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had an awesome New Year&apos;s Eve. I spent mine watching half of my family get drunk in a bar, then only being allowed to leave to watch the ball drop at a quarter-to-midnight, which meant I didn&apos;t get as close as I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;I feel emotionally full right now. I bet you could rip me at the seams, and I would still retain my form. I&apos;m on the other side of the world, and I love it here, I absolutely adore New York, but there&apos;s just so much about the city that depresses me. Each day, people&apos;s attitudes and mannerisms become so compelling, yet so casually dismissive that I think I might choke. You really could disappear in this place, and I don&apos;t know if that thought terrifies me or excites me, I honestly don&apos;t. &lt;br /&gt;I&apos;m sleeping less too. I guess I&apos;ve turned this into a rant about everything wrong with life, whether I just mean right now, or full stop I don&apos;t know, but I&apos;ll find out soon. Maybe I&apos;ll dream an answer...</description>
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