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    <title>Well, things definitely aen't boring anymore</title>
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    <content type="html">Tonight was one hell of a night. After a crappy job I went to a bar where I met Nana Osaki, the musician who was being charged for the crime of the attempted murder of&amp;nbsp; Hitaachin Kaoru. However, after speaking to her (as drunk as she was), I thought that what she went through was nothing any human being should experience. She was being taunted and ridiculed by gangsters of all people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After completely kicking their asses (Oh yeah, I rock), I took Nana home and decided that she isn't capable of killing. As such, now, I'm investigating these cases of foul play in the Battle of the Bands. Who knows? Maybe because I'm entering the battle, as well as pissing off the Yakuza, I'll be an intended target. Makes my life easier for my investigation. Well, I'm off. As of now, I have a busy schedule (with taking my normal jobs and this investigation). And I still need more band members.</content>
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    <title>Business is slow...really SLOW</title>
    <published>2006-10-27T21:59:44Z</published>
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    <lj:music>Taste the Blood</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Sheesh, another slow week here at my business. I mean, I don't mind it being quiet and all, but what's really pissing me off are idiots who are calling me to do plumbing, pest control, and even baby sitting. I'm not a damn odd job specialist. Well, technically, it is an odd job, but you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At any rate, I'm thinking of taking a break. I here there's a battle of the bands going on, so I might just do that to have a little fun. I'll need to tune up Nevan (my wicked guitar) in the mean time. The last time I played a tune on her was about a year ago, so its time I dusted her off and get back in the habit. Hell yeah, let's rock!</content>
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