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		<title>9 Peculiar Reasons Why I’m Having A Love Affair With Yorkshire</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Have you ever come to a place where you thought, &#8216;Wow, I’ve come home&#8217;? You just felt that pull – Call it destiny or comfort. Well, when I came to Yorkshire for the first time in 1988 to visit a holiday romance from the previous summer, I certainly felt that pull – no pun intended. My love affair with ‘Gods Own County’ actually began a long time before 1988. I’m German, you see, and we Germans are very fond of the English humour. And, in 1979, some bright spark at the German television channel ARD had the grand idea to buy in one of the</p>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Caren Launus-Gamble]]></dc:creator>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Nineteen and never been kissed.&#160;Painfully aware of her inadequacy when it came to the opposite sex, she leant against the smooth white pillar at the corner of the dance floor which was teeming with young glowing bodies writhing and bouncing to the tune of the music and dizzying light show. Everybody was flirting with each other; sexual chemistry was sizzling through the air like sparks emerging from a hot bonfire. She sighed and was just about to turn away when something caught her eye: there, leaning on the other pillar right across the floor, looking just as bored was Chris. Her Chris. Well, he didn’t</p>
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