<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654673647428510250</id><updated>2012-02-16T00:29:46.147-08:00</updated><category term='jaime sainz'/><title type='text'>transpirar historias</title><subtitle type='html'>de tanto caminar y conocer experiencias de personas en las correrias del día y de la noche, de tantas locuras hechas por locos en sus encuentros casuales, reales y otros imaginarios, es necesario relatar, antes de que el implacable tiempo se las lleve.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transpirarhistorias.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654673647428510250/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transpirarhistorias.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>maquina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027468335840612325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8654673647428510250.post-7194655379801446124</id><published>2008-04-19T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T16:58:42.165-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jaime sainz'/><title type='text'>la noche</title><content type='html'>En el libro de &lt;strong&gt;Jaime Sainz, &lt;/strong&gt;tremendo escritor; sin embargo, solo fue un fuerte elemento de curiosidad, para muchos de nosotros, y de otros que ni por error se dieron por enterados de su exístencia, pero que al final vivieron la noche con mucha intensidad. No termina ahí, le continúa el &lt;em&gt;"día"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8654673647428510250-7194655379801446124?l=transpirarhistorias.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://transpirarhistorias.blogspot.com/feeds/7194655379801446124/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8654673647428510250&amp;postID=7194655379801446124' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654673647428510250/posts/default/7194655379801446124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8654673647428510250/posts/default/7194655379801446124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://transpirarhistorias.blogspot.com/2008/04/la-noche.html' title='la noche'/><author><name>maquina</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13027468335840612325</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
