<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rdf:RDF xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:rdfs="http://www.w3.org/2000/01/rdf-schema#" xmlns:foaf="http://xmlns.com/foaf/0.1/" xmlns:xlink="http://www.w3.org/1999/xlink/"><rdf:Description rdf:about="http://www.clarkeology.com/m/5091/Johnny+Marr"><dc:date></dc:date><dc:title>Johnny Marr</dc:title><dc:description>Walking down the street on a hot hot day, looking cool as fuck with a Ramones T Shirt and shades. If I was that cool, I could give up my job tomorrow.</dc:description></rdf:Description><rdf:Description rdf:about="http://www.clarkeology.com/m/5975/Johnny+Marr"><dc:date></dc:date><dc:subject rdf:resource="http://www.clarkeology.com/celebrity" /><dc:subject rdf:resource="http://www.clarkeology.com/stalking" /><dc:subject rdf:resource="http://www.clarkeology.com/stalking+heads" /><dc:title>Johnny Marr</dc:title><dc:description>Fri 9th Jan.Myself and Mr H had decided to go to the wonderfully named &quot;Eyeball Haemorrage&quot; at the Night and Day Cafe (http://www.nightnday.org/)Anyways, fun was being had and then in walks this man.  I look at Mr H, he looks at me and there is a lot... </dc:description></rdf:Description><rdf:Description rdf:about="http://www.clarkeology.com/m/6045/Johnny+Marr"><dc:date></dc:date><dc:subject rdf:resource="http://www.clarkeology.com/20" /><dc:title>Johnny Marr</dc:title><dc:description>Having his tea obv.  On Sunday.  In Manchester.</dc:description></rdf:Description></rdf:RDF>
