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	<title>Diana Galligan</title>
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	<description>Creative explorations</description>
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		<title>Changing a Tire</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I just recently got flat tire. Not while driving, but after leaving my car at work for the day. The extremely, cold -19 degree celcius (not counting the wind chill) day. But, hey, I&#8217;m handy. I can change a tire. I&#8217;ll just go out and chnge it. So I pulled out the jack and the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.dianagalligan.com/blog/?p=35</link>
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		<title>Book Trailer: The Power</title>
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Book Trailer: The Power from MovingStories.TV on Vimeo.
Directed by: Irene Duma
Voice Over: Diana Galligan
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		<link>http://www.dianagalligan.com/blog/?p=37</link>
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		<title>A Voice of History &#8211; Book Trailer Production</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Yesterday, amid the chaos of my modern life, I got to be the voice of a woman long passed from this earth.
The job was for a book trailer. What a great idea &#8211; to make a trailer like a movie trailer, but for a book.
It was a great honour to be a woman who had [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.dianagalligan.com/blog/?p=36</link>
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		<title>Countdown to Maggie</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In less than 24 hours, I will be a pet owner for the first time in my adult life. My family did have a cat that I asked to get. While it was &#8220;my&#8221; cat, my mother fed it and took care of it. I&#8217;ve only every taken care of plants. Many of them died.
Now [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.dianagalligan.com/blog/?p=33</link>
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		<title>One hour stand</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;m apartment hunting -  an unusual set of relationships.
I call you to come by and check out your place. You let me me in. We wander around the apartment, examining the objects in the lives of the people who currently live here. Sometimes we make small talk. I decide if this is what I want [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.dianagalligan.com/blog/?p=27</link>
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		<title>Moving&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8230;should be a four-letter word.
&#8230;is best done with boxes from the liquor store.
&#8230;is a great workout.
&#8230;is a gauge of where you are at in life.
&#8230;is a new beginning.
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		<link>http://www.dianagalligan.com/blog/?p=31</link>
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		<title>East End Love</title>
		<description><![CDATA[For the last bunch of years, a key element to my identity has been the neighbourhood I chose to live in. Hip, downtown, cool. Right in the heart of everything. Literally. Busy, noisy, restaurants open until 5 am, streetcars zipping 24 hours a day. Everyone knows the corner.
My boyfriend and I are now moving in [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.dianagalligan.com/blog/?p=30</link>
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		<title>A Room with a View</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Moving is a strange, painful, happy, strange process.
From one location, from friends, neighbourhoods, rituals to another. Favourite haunts, the best places to buy falafel, chinese food, vietnamese sandwiches, health food, cheese, coffee.  From the sound of garbage trucks at 12:02 pm to what? Maybe it&#8217;s because I haven&#8217;t found a place yet. Or I [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.dianagalligan.com/blog/?p=29</link>
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		<title>Badge of Honour</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It&#8217;s strange how some things in life are a badge of honour that represent a victory at that time, that later are the bar or base level.
I&#8217;m moving. That in itself is a victory. I have lived in my apartment for many years. It&#8217;s cheap and in a great neighbourhood. That&#8217;s been my badge of [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.dianagalligan.com/blog/?p=26</link>
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		<title>Post show sigh</title>
		<description><![CDATA[My Second City class just did a Conservatory 3 show. It&#8217;s a show comprised of Second City sketches selected by the teacher. There were a lot of rehearsals, working on scenes until they worked, pushing up against things that didn&#8217;t. I loved every minute of it.
When I&#8217;m in rehearsal, I&#8217;m at peace because there&#8217;s no [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.dianagalligan.com/blog/?p=25</link>
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