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		<title>Belfast Psychotherapy</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Some counselling, tea and sympathy from a reformed Belfast hardman. (Actually, this is Belfast, so don’t expect sympathy   -and the tea’s extra).]]></description>
		<link>http://www.pruck.com/2010/04/belfast-psychotherapy/</link>
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		<title>The Last Word</title>
		<description><![CDATA[On being reawakened, I was aware of travelling in a shocktrain as it flashed past the numberless nutripharms of what might well have been the new Muungano province. Never sure how long I’d been in suspenshun, I quickly checked the system clock. My son knew he was talking to a computer program and yet I [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.pruck.com/2010/04/the-last-word/</link>
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		<title>Smartsoot</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I tapped twice on my forearm and the control patch appeared. Once I selected ‘mymood’ the soot took on a sombre dark blue shade with scrolling pinstripes. I’d started the day feeling buoyant but now my heart was literally on my sleeve. My flesh-and-blood attorney and I had only ever F2F’d once before, so something [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.pruck.com/2010/04/smartsoot/</link>
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		<title>Entropy and me</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Since childhood, I’ve always been overly concerned not to allow anything entrusted to me to be damaged. When I first saw a micrograph of the surface of a polished mirror, it was a revelation. What the hell were all those ridges and plateaux doing on a perfect, flat shiny surface? The world wasn’t actually as [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.pruck.com/2010/04/entropy-and-me/</link>
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		<title>Equity</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Scene: An elevator in a big city bank, professional home to Mr Zertnbacker: Venture Capitalist. He looks like an elephant seal in a sweaty, striped shirt and paisley tie under a Jermyn St three- piece suit(e). Mr Z’s uninvited visitor is Erwin: a University wunderkind and therefore a particular expert in doing what’s expected of [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.pruck.com/2010/04/equity/</link>
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		<title>Walk a mile in my shoes</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I wasn’t born with oddly shaped feet. They just grew that way. It’s not actually the shape that’s so weird. It’s the aspect ratio of roughly 1.0 (which corresponds to HHH you’ve-got-to-be-joking ultrawide fitting). This would be hard enough to accommodate but my arches are on a par with Macdonald’s. For this reason, when I [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.pruck.com/2010/04/walk-a-mile-in-my-shoes/</link>
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		<title>Disclaimer</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Just like a real, grown-up professional organisation (with nothing better to do) we have devised this disclaimer to support our policy of risk avoidance, buck passing and lawyer enrichment. It is supplied free in every one of our internal and external communications. We take no responsibility for any resulting bandwidth bottleneckings. A large-print (ie legible) [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.pruck.com/2010/04/disclaimer/</link>
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		<title>No smoke without fire</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Being in the spotlight of accusation is not a state that anybody relishes. There’s always some suspicion of guilt, even in the mind of the genuinely innocent. It occurred to me that I’ve been accused of many things -and I’ve only been guilty of a few. Perhaps the things that we get accused of provide [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.pruck.com/2010/04/no-smoke-without-fire/</link>
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		<title>General Interest section</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I really only ever get to look closely at magazines on three types of occasion (That’s not counting a free, furtive flickthrough on railway station platforms during the odd eon between trains). The first is at Christmas when I splash out on one or two to help fill the gaps between meals and reruns of [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.pruck.com/2010/04/general-interest-section/</link>
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		<title>EthniCity</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I found myself on a bus one day and was eavesdropping on the conversation of two young boys earnestly discussing their social lives… Boy 1: “What do you belong to?” Boy 2: “I’m in the UDA Junior Red-Hand Commando Association, the Boys 3rd Territorial Ulster Defence Volunteer Brigade, the Linfield Supporters’ Young Protestant Tearaways, the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.pruck.com/2010/04/ethnicity/</link>
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