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<table cellpadding="3" cellspacing="0" width="100%" class="forumline"> <thead> <caption><table border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" class="forumheader"> <tr> <td align="left" valign="bottom" width="25"><img src="http://picsrv.fora.pl/AcidTechTiger/images/hdr_left.gif" width="25" height="27" alt="" /></td> <td align="center" class="forumheader-mid">Topic review</td> <td align="right" valign="bottom" width="25"><img src="http://picsrv.fora.pl/AcidTechTiger/images/hdr_right.gif" width="25" height="27" alt="" /></td> </tr></table></caption> </thead> <tbody> <tr> <th class="thCornerL" width="22%" height="26">Author</th> <th class="thCornerR">Message</th> </tr> <tr> <td width="22%" align="left" valign="top" class="row1"><span class="name"><a name=""></a><b>calanthag</b></span></td> <td class="row1" height="28" valign="top"><table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0"> <tr> <td width="100%"><img src="http://picsrv.fora.pl/AcidTechTiger/images/post_old.gif" width="12" height="9" alt="Post" title="Post" border="0" /><span class="postdetails">Posted: Mon 12:52, 21 Mar 2011<span class="gen"> </span> Post subject: Street rain</span></td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2"><hr /></td> </tr> <tr> <td colspan="2"><span class="postbody">my window, there was a street lamp, yellow, dark, high above the stands, but just head down <a href="http://www.watchesun.org/tag_heuer-watches.html" target="_blank">Tag heuer</a>, looking at the foot of the road. <br /> I often lie on the windowsill, through the dim light, look to the black Hong Mei. 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