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    <title>Hitching to Zion #4: After the Prairie Dogs</title>
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     <pubDate>Mon, 20 Sep 2010 23:38:11 +0000</pubDate>
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    <title>Hitching to Zion #3: Volunteers For The New Zion Army</title>
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     <pubDate>Mon, 20 Sep 2010 22:53:43 +0000</pubDate>
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