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		<title>Learning by doing: Credit union employees prepare for robberies with simulated stickups</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Employees of Jackson area credit unions figured the best way to prepare for a robbery was to get robbed. With the help of the Jackson County Special Response Team, a few bad guys, some guns, smoke bombs and flash grenades, a fake credit union was held up three times in three hours. Read the story [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Changes coming &#8230; perhaps &#8230; I don&#8217;t know &#8230; Did you see Midnight in Paris? It&#8217;s excellent.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Believe it or not, I&#8217;ve been thinking about this blog quite a bit lately. You wouldn&#8217;t know, though, would you? I&#8217;m going to ditch the whole idea of this being a personal blog in the traditional weblog sense. That content, the few short stories or pieces I post, can live at tinynotebook.tumblr.com. underlined text, my [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://aaronaupperlee.com/2011/07/changes-coming-perhaps-i-dont-know-did-you-see-midnight-in-paris-its-excellent.html</link>
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		<title>Forty Days #3 You shouldn&#8217;t do that</title>
		<description><![CDATA[“You know we’re not supposed to do that,” he said.
“Huh, what?” I was startled. 
“Take our glasses off and stare at the screen.”]]></description>
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		<title>Forty Days #2 No Tourists in Munising</title>
		<description><![CDATA[You parked near one for safety, you thought, entertaining wild notions of a homicidal mad man raging through the rest area with a taste for human blood, especially 27-year-old blood, disemboweling only those parked far from the street lamps sleeping peacefully in the dark. The street lamp saves you.]]></description>
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		<title>Forty Days #1 Bob Dylan fail</title>
		<description><![CDATA[So, with sweatpants on, in a tiny bed, carpet floor with a guitar forever in its case and bottles with labels and no fucking, I’ve failed at being Bob Dylan. I had my bottles with labels lined neatly in my kitchen where clean dishes dried in the dish machine, and the recycling was divided into glass, plastic, aluminum, paper. Maybe I’ll start a garden in the spring.]]></description>
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		<title>Walking with Gail: A mother walks to visit son in jail</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Gail showed me, and I hoped to show readers, two things. Her story is one of the struggles mothers, fathers, husbands, wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, brothers, sisters, sons and daughters go through when a loved one is locked up. It's a story we don't often tell. Her story is also one of a mother's love for her sons.]]></description>
		<link>http://aaronaupperlee.com/2011/02/walking-with-gail-a-mother-walks-to-visit-son-in-jail.html</link>
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		<title>Not important crime story told on Facebook</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A disgruntled Steelers fan was taking some of his frustration out on neighborhood mailboxes and letting his neighbors know how he felt about the game. I covered the incident, sitting in my chair and reporting what the scanner chirped (not recommended ever), on Facebook.]]></description>
		<link>http://aaronaupperlee.com/2011/02/not-important-crime-story-told-on-facebook.html</link>
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		<title>The blizzard</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The snow hadn’t started falling, but it was coming. Two feet, they said, high winds, ready to sock Michigan Tuesday night and Wednesday. The National Weather Service wasn’t fooling around. They started issuing warnings and advisories on Sunday.]]></description>
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		<title>Thoughts on Jackson Police Officer James Bonneau almost a year later</title>
		<description><![CDATA[As I think back about the days immediately following the shooting, one conversation sticks with me. I didn’t have it. It wasn’t an interview I conducted, but one I overheard. Jackson Police Officer James Bonneau was shot and killed just after midnight on March 9, 2009. About mid-afternoon that day, a woman called the newspaper [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://aaronaupperlee.com/2011/01/thoughts-on-jackson-police-officer-james-bonneau-almost-a-year-later.html</link>
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		<title>Beer selection</title>
		<description><![CDATA[They walked into the beer cooler at the food store in Petoskey. Marcus slowly spun around, looking at the pallets of beer arranged in cardboard boxes. It was unimpressive.]]></description>
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