<?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-5646263</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:47:36.070+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rubén Bonet </title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bonetruben.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646263/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonetruben.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rubén Bonet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10988140180634286370</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>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646263.post-109787095909351974</id><published>2004-10-15T22:09:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T23:39:18.870+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646263/posts/default/109787095909351974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646263/posts/default/109787095909351974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonetruben.blogspot.com/2004/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Rubén Bonet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10988140180634286370</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646263.post-108921241365311722</id><published>2004-07-07T16:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T23:51:43.893+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fragmento de pite hasta que choque. narrativa tropical. ensayo modular # 5. aparecido en la compilación me ves y sufres. NITRO PRESS &amp; Ed. PELLEJO. DF, 2003escuchar el lado oscuro de mi compadre -una rola de terrestre- siempre hace que piense que ese momento es un momento especial. momentos y momentos que se van directito a la basura. siempre atrás de algo, husmeando el vacío. interesante </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646263/posts/default/108921241365311722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646263/posts/default/108921241365311722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonetruben.blogspot.com/2004/07/fragmento-de-pite-hasta-que-choque_07.html' title=''/><author><name>Rubén Bonet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10988140180634286370</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5646263.post-108916511820414219</id><published>2004-07-07T03:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T23:54:18.613+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>fragmento de pite hasta que choque. narrativa tropical. ensayo modular # 4. aparecido en la revista Nitro #5, ed. NITRO PRESS. DF, 2001.las cosas se dan como se dan. así es la vida: algunas veces está muy bien y otras se pone de lo más peliagudo. como cuando se viaja en avión y no se tiene absolutamente ningún control sobre las circunstancias. en un momento dado te puede estar atendiendo una </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646263/posts/default/108916511820414219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5646263/posts/default/108916511820414219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bonetruben.blogspot.com/2004/07/fragmento-de-pite-hasta-que-choque.html' title=''/><author><name>Rubén Bonet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10988140180634286370</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></entry></feed>
