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	<title>Comments on: Andoni Luis Aduriz.</title>
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	<description>Roberto Brisciani</description>
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		<title>By: fesfliemabeft</title>
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		<description>&#039;So do I,&#039; I assured her. I managed to laugh and thank her, and then limped away to the steams. The looks of pity I received from the guardsmen there made me wish I had never disrobed. From the steams, I went directly to the kitchens. A cook&#039;s helper named Maisie told me she was glad to see me on my feet again. I am sure it was pity for me that made her cut an outside slice off a joint that was still roasting on the spit. She gave it to me on a slab of bread from the morning&#039;s baking, and then told me that Lord Golden&#039;s serving-boy had been looking for me earlier in the day. I thanked her but did not rush to my lord&#039;s summoning. Instead  

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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>‘So do I,’ I assured her. I managed to laugh and thank her, and then limped away to the steams. The looks of pity I received from the guardsmen there made me wish I had never disrobed. From the steams, I went directly to the kitchens. A cook’s helper named Maisie told me she was glad to see me on my feet again. I am sure it was pity for me that made her cut an outside slice off a joint that was still roasting on the spit. She gave it to me on a slab of bread from the morning’s baking, and then told me that Lord Golden’s serving-boy had been looking for me earlier in the day. I thanked her but did not rush to my lord’s summoning. Instead</p>
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		<title>By: El Secreto de un Restaurante Magnético &#187; Los Tres Pilares de un Restaurante Inteligente</title>
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		<dc:creator>El Secreto de un Restaurante Magnético &#187; Los Tres Pilares de un Restaurante Inteligente</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2009 17:31:56 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] sientes cómodo?, ¿Lo que vez contribuye a reforzar Tu Concepto de Negocio?, ¿Todo es coherente con el mensaje que quieres transmitir?, ¿Apoya tus [...]</description>
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