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  <body>&lt;p&gt;Got up well before sunlight to go to some&lt;br /&gt;
church to make a pancake breakfast for some&lt;br /&gt;
homeless people.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;We mixed up a lot of batter before the doors&lt;br /&gt;
opened.  Then, I cooked the pancakes.  On&lt;br /&gt;
one side, wait until the bubbles go away and&lt;br /&gt;
the surface is smooth.  On the other side, just&lt;br /&gt;
wait until it stops smoking.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;In the auditorium, standing behind the long,&lt;br /&gt;
fold-up table, I served that one homeless&lt;br /&gt;
lady who accused me of raping her while I&lt;br /&gt;
dished up her pancakes and syrup.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Back to the batter mixing for a second, every&lt;br /&gt;
other thought was on that kiss.  Smooth and&lt;br /&gt;
smoking.  We were both worried about what&lt;br /&gt;
He would think, but for different reasons.&lt;/p&gt;</body>
  <created-at type="datetime">2009-05-26T19:06:15-07:00</created-at>
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  <title>Pancakes</title>
  <updated-at type="datetime">2010-03-10T23:20:25-08:00</updated-at>
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