<?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-5135271316037414961</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:13:23.394Z</updated><category term='praça'/><category term='zona pedonal'/><category term='trânsito'/><category term='Comendador Raínho'/><category term='arte de rua'/><category term='caravana'/><category term='Calvário'/><category term='casas abandonadas'/><category term='cemitério'/><category term='obras'/><category term='artista desconhecido'/><category term='intervenção'/><category term='obstrução'/><title type='text'>Na minha rua</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Na Minha Rua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00344192121933078966</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>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5135271316037414961.post-550521086697825995</id><published>2009-07-28T17:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T17:37:25.048+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rua Infante Santo</title><content type='html'>A munícipe Alexandra Bastos informou o "Na minha rua" que a Rua Infante Santo foi alcatroada na semana passada. Contudo, os problemas de iluminação, e consequentemente de segurança, mantém-se, como nos informou.&lt;br /&gt;Esperemos dar em breve notícia da melhoria na iluminação daquela rua.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5135271316037414961-550521086697825995?l=sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/feeds/550521086697825995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5135271316037414961&amp;postID=550521086697825995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/550521086697825995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/550521086697825995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/2009/07/rua-infante-santo.html' title='Rua Infante Santo'/><author><name>Na Minha Rua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00344192121933078966</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5135271316037414961.post-7479772893270278644</id><published>2009-07-27T10:09:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T17:34:28.644+01:00</updated><title type='text'>alcatroar ou não alcatroar: eis o calvário</title><content type='html'>A munícipe Alexandra Bastos queixou-se ao "Na minha rua", dos dois tipos de pavimento e iluminação existentes na sua rua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Na minha rua, Rua Infante Santo em S. João da Madeira: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andaram a arranjar a rua do Calvário e então o que fizeram? A minha rua está metade alcatroada com luz e sinalização, isto junto ao largo do Calvário. A outra metade, quem vem do lado da Arrifana, não tem luz suficiente. Para entrar em casa temos que nos colocar de lado a ver se chega alguma luz e conseguirmos colocar a chave na porta e até estamos sujeitos a assaltos como já aconteceu e a estrada está em mau estado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363065923357183794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 291px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sm1wCuS1DzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4vnpZK6p6R4/s400/rua+Calv%C3%A1rio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não sei quando vai ser arranjada ou se algum dia o vai ser. Fica aqui a deixa para ver se o Sr. Presidente da Câmara se lembra do resto da minha rua. Obrigado por terem este blog para as reclamações. Um dia destes as imagens vão para a SIC para o "Nós Por Cá", pode ser que aí a Câmara faça alguma coisa."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ficamos à espera&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5135271316037414961-7479772893270278644?l=sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/feeds/7479772893270278644/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5135271316037414961&amp;postID=7479772893270278644&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/7479772893270278644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/7479772893270278644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/2009/07/alcatroar-ou-nao-alcatroar-eis-o.html' title='alcatroar ou não alcatroar: eis o calvário'/><author><name>Na Minha Rua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00344192121933078966</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sm1wCuS1DzI/AAAAAAAAAE4/4vnpZK6p6R4/s72-c/rua+Calv%C3%A1rio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5135271316037414961.post-7988439838788209747</id><published>2009-05-29T11:21:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T11:26:18.891+01:00</updated><title type='text'>coma farturas, seja atropelado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sh-3MZno7CI/AAAAAAAAAEw/IN6fQITSPvs/s1600-h/farturas.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341189106748156962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sh-3MZno7CI/AAAAAAAAAEw/IN6fQITSPvs/s400/farturas.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A Festa do Parque (em honra da Nossa Senhora dos Milagres) começou ontem e já está a perder pontos. Se quiser chegar à festa pela Rua António José das Neves aconselhamos a que o faça pelo lado esquerdo da via. É que o lado direito está obstruído com uma barraca de farturas! Se insistir em ir pelo lado direito, não o pode fazer pelo passeio. Tem que descer à rua, transitar num espaço de rotunda, reservado a veículos. Se for buscar farturas, cuidado! A visibilidade é reduzida e corre o risco de ser atropelado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5135271316037414961-7988439838788209747?l=sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/feeds/7988439838788209747/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5135271316037414961&amp;postID=7988439838788209747&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/7988439838788209747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/7988439838788209747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/2009/05/coma-farturas-seja-atropelado.html' title='coma farturas, seja atropelado'/><author><name>Na Minha Rua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00344192121933078966</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sh-3MZno7CI/AAAAAAAAAEw/IN6fQITSPvs/s72-c/farturas.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5135271316037414961.post-8479824337651530376</id><published>2009-05-29T11:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T11:20:40.869+01:00</updated><title type='text'>TUS na rua</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sh-2JUml6WI/AAAAAAAAAEo/EgWH8jjmf_g/s1600-h/tus.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341187954350352738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sh-2JUml6WI/AAAAAAAAAEo/EgWH8jjmf_g/s400/tus.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; desde (pelo menos) a noite de quarta-feira, 27, que este autocarro citadinho está estacionado na Rua José Soares da Silva. Estará avariado ou simplesmente estará cansado do parque de estacionamento do Centro Coordenador de Transportes??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5135271316037414961-8479824337651530376?l=sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/feeds/8479824337651530376/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5135271316037414961&amp;postID=8479824337651530376&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/8479824337651530376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/8479824337651530376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/2009/05/tus-na-rua.html' title='TUS na rua'/><author><name>Na Minha Rua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00344192121933078966</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sh-2JUml6WI/AAAAAAAAAEo/EgWH8jjmf_g/s72-c/tus.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5135271316037414961.post-5538023302038749775</id><published>2009-04-30T10:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T10:36:22.448+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a estes ninguém os multa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/SflwrhlQCHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uQr-dFB6Rso/s1600-h/IMG_6639%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330415527020988530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/SflwrhlQCHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uQr-dFB6Rso/s400/IMG_6639%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; das duas, uma: ou os agentes que andam neste carro são portadores de alguma deficiência ou não respeitam quem de facto o é.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5135271316037414961-5538023302038749775?l=sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/feeds/5538023302038749775/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5135271316037414961&amp;postID=5538023302038749775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/5538023302038749775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/5538023302038749775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/2009/04/estes-ninguem-os-multa.html' title='a estes ninguém os multa'/><author><name>Na Minha Rua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00344192121933078966</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/SflwrhlQCHI/AAAAAAAAAEg/uQr-dFB6Rso/s72-c/IMG_6639%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5135271316037414961.post-5440486838972784895</id><published>2009-04-09T16:11:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T16:17:44.818+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Esgotos a céu aberto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sd4RJZ7CRcI/AAAAAAAAAEY/058-pTJQ6AY/s1600-h/InauguraÃ§Ã£o+da+Etar.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;O munícipe Manuel Neves fez-nos chegar a seguinte reclamação, que trasncrevemos:&lt;br /&gt;"Até quando Sr. Presidente? Não é na minha rua mas é na minha cidade. Eu preocupo-me bastante e gostaria de saber por que é que em pleno século XXI, e decorrida mais de uma dezena de anos sobre a inauguração oficial da estação de tratamento de águas residuais onde são tratados os nossos esgotos, continuamos com este cenário ao lado de uma escola de dança onde uma ribeira corre com o que me parece ser os esgotos da nossa cidade, com um cheiro nauseabundo e uma quantidade enorme de ratos em terrenos contaminados.&lt;br /&gt;Para onde vai o dinheiro que os sanjoanenses pagam pelo tratamento dos esgotos? Porque é que não se fizeram obras para resolver este problema tão importante para a saúde pública? ,Com tanto dinheiro, afinal, o que fizeram estes politícos até hoje?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322710662873499074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sd4RJZ7CRcI/AAAAAAAAAEY/058-pTJQ6AY/s400/Inaugura%C3%A7%C3%A3o+da+Etar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sd4RJB4w6-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/R1g3cvJDt1A/s1600-h/P1020361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322710656421522402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sd4RJB4w6-I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/R1g3cvJDt1A/s400/P1020361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sd4RJK7e9MI/AAAAAAAAAEI/2PogYV4YHbA/s1600-h/P1020364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322710658848847042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sd4RJK7e9MI/AAAAAAAAAEI/2PogYV4YHbA/s400/P1020364.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5135271316037414961-5440486838972784895?l=sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/feeds/5440486838972784895/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5135271316037414961&amp;postID=5440486838972784895&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/5440486838972784895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/5440486838972784895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/2009/04/esgotos-ceu-aberto.html' title='Esgotos a céu aberto'/><author><name>Na Minha Rua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00344192121933078966</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sd4RJZ7CRcI/AAAAAAAAAEY/058-pTJQ6AY/s72-c/Inaugura%C3%A7%C3%A3o+da+Etar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5135271316037414961.post-7489324684818049251</id><published>2009-04-07T16:43:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T16:52:04.673+01:00</updated><title type='text'>mais um parque de estacionamento</title><content type='html'>S. João da Madeira parece ter ganho mais uma parque de estacionamento, mesmo no centro da cidade. E o melhor de tudo é que: este parque é gratuito!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sdt0qqkGc5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/-seBeKFGeRc/s1600-h/IMG_6355.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321975660997407634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sdt0qqkGc5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/-seBeKFGeRc/s400/IMG_6355.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; na rua Padre Oliveira, onde há uns largos meses a autarquia demoliu alguns edifícios, figuram agora, várias viaturas. A entrada para este parque de estacionamento esteve tapada durante meses por uma faixa de publicidade institucional. Agora, resta apenas metade dessa faixa, ou será que está meio parque de estacionamento aberto?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5135271316037414961-7489324684818049251?l=sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/feeds/7489324684818049251/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5135271316037414961&amp;postID=7489324684818049251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/7489324684818049251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/7489324684818049251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/2009/04/mais-um-parque-de-estacionamento.html' title='mais um parque de estacionamento'/><author><name>Na Minha Rua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00344192121933078966</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sdt0qqkGc5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/-seBeKFGeRc/s72-c/IMG_6355.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5135271316037414961.post-4655031368957500409</id><published>2009-03-26T17:05:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-26T17:10:57.381Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zona pedonal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trânsito'/><title type='text'>Um "autêntico festival" na zona pedonal</title><content type='html'>A cidadã Manuela fez-nos chegar o seguinte comentário a propósito da zona pedonal que passamos a transcrever:&lt;br /&gt;"Todos os dias vejo automóveis estacionados/parados nos passadiços de madeira destinados aos peões na chamada zona pedonal; então em frente ao colegio sta filomena, a partir das 18H, é um autentico festival!!já para não falar dos carros que circulam sobre os passadiços, levantando-os e&lt;br /&gt;desrespeitando o objectivo para o qual ali estão. Só eu é que vejo????? [:(!]"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5135271316037414961-4655031368957500409?l=sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/feeds/4655031368957500409/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5135271316037414961&amp;postID=4655031368957500409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/4655031368957500409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/4655031368957500409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/2009/03/um-autentico-festival-na-zona-pedonal.html' title='Um &quot;autêntico festival&quot; na zona pedonal'/><author><name>Na Minha Rua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00344192121933078966</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5135271316037414961.post-1191168520203206642</id><published>2009-03-19T10:46:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-19T11:35:26.483Z</updated><title type='text'>Poda desenfreada, em s. João da Madeira</title><content type='html'>A munícipe Maria Madalena Rodrigues enviou-nos estas fotos, tiradas ontem, 18 de Março, para demonstrar e fundamentar o seu "desagrado com a poda desenfreada e mutiladora das árvores nas avenidas de S. João da Madeira". &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314860702730885650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/ScItplj1GhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/C2P4o1thJF4/s400/330_+Ma+Madalena+Rodrigues.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na segunda foto, em Vale de Cambra, as árvores estão "no seu esplendor, todas floridas" .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314860358247870002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/ScItViQrbjI/AAAAAAAAADo/jNBcR28r21s/s400/329_Maria+Madalena+Rodrigues.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A primeira foto, em S. João da Madeira, demonstra um cenário diferente: "todas elas mutiladas, sem os galhos necessários para poderem demonstrar o seu florescimento, acto natural da primavera".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qual é o motivo de nos privar a todos de ver a natureza no seu esplendor?, pergunta a munícipe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mais, as jacarandas árvore bela , mas nunca podada no seu habitat natural, África, este ano levou um corte radical, é um triste espectáculo."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5135271316037414961-1191168520203206642?l=sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/feeds/1191168520203206642/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5135271316037414961&amp;postID=1191168520203206642&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/1191168520203206642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/1191168520203206642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/2009/03/poda-desenfreada-em-s-joao-da-madeira.html' title='Poda desenfreada, em s. João da Madeira'/><author><name>Na Minha Rua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00344192121933078966</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/ScItplj1GhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/C2P4o1thJF4/s72-c/330_+Ma+Madalena+Rodrigues.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5135271316037414961.post-3990034628867653442</id><published>2009-03-05T14:59:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-06T11:57:33.017Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Calvário'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='casas abandonadas'/><title type='text'>Estaleiro privado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sa_qC7Y7rRI/AAAAAAAAADY/xmabXsCb9nA/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309719821716008210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sa_qC7Y7rRI/AAAAAAAAADY/xmabXsCb9nA/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sa_p1S8MEvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vHbOOWjQqPY/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309719587519730418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sa_p1S8MEvI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vHbOOWjQqPY/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sa_po2VlKII/AAAAAAAAADI/_Z2BrqcxQt4/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309719373683173506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sa_po2VlKII/AAAAAAAAADI/_Z2BrqcxQt4/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sa_pYXkyBMI/AAAAAAAAADA/Gy_gKWP6Ezw/s1600-h/IMG_7719.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309719090547524802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sa_pYXkyBMI/AAAAAAAAADA/Gy_gKWP6Ezw/s400/IMG_7719.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Não fica lá muito bem, pois não? 200 mil euros para lavar a cara ao Calvário, e, mesmo ao lado, na Rua Gago Coutinho, temos este exemplar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5135271316037414961-3990034628867653442?l=sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/feeds/3990034628867653442/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5135271316037414961&amp;postID=3990034628867653442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/3990034628867653442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/3990034628867653442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/2009/03/estaleiro-privado.html' title='Estaleiro privado'/><author><name>Na Minha Rua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00344192121933078966</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/Sa_qC7Y7rRI/AAAAAAAAADY/xmabXsCb9nA/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5135271316037414961.post-2578270176174958696</id><published>2009-02-06T18:15:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-06T18:58:48.620Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='caravana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comendador Raínho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obstrução'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trânsito'/><title type='text'>Caravana ocupa faixa rodagem</title><content type='html'>Na minha Rua, Comendador Raínho, existe uma mini caravana (mini em comparação a outras, mas grande o suficiente) que está parada na via pública. Ou seja, &lt;strong&gt;a caravana está a ocupar uma faixa de rodagem, há já um ano!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299758518803617234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/SYyGSySj1dI/AAAAAAAAACk/MQFGNQAXkg8/s400/IMG_5393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um morador daquela rua disse ao "Na minha rua" que a polícia já lá andou a ver, mas nada foi feito. Cada vez que chega o fim de semana instala-se o caos naquela rua. A caravana estacionada (ou estará abandonada?) na faixa de rodagem leva os outros automobilistas a pensarem que estacionar pela estrada fora é normal. Ou pior, os automobilistas decidem estacionar em cima dos passeios dos prédio, danificando-os. O que se esquecem, é que são os condomínios os responsáveis por suportar os custos de arranjar os passeios que, pelos vistos são mais que públicos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nesta mesma rua, que dá acesso ao Centro Comercial 8ª Avenida, nos fins de semana que antecederam o Natal, a caravana na estrada foi só mais um factor para os congestionamentos de trânsito. Há até quem tenha visto espelhos laterais partidos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5135271316037414961-2578270176174958696?l=sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/feeds/2578270176174958696/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5135271316037414961&amp;postID=2578270176174958696&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/2578270176174958696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/2578270176174958696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/2009/02/caravana-ocupa-faixa-rodagem.html' title='Caravana ocupa faixa rodagem'/><author><name>Na Minha Rua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00344192121933078966</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/SYyGSySj1dI/AAAAAAAAACk/MQFGNQAXkg8/s72-c/IMG_5393.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5135271316037414961.post-1716305380043626959</id><published>2009-02-06T17:42:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-06T17:56:18.285Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arte de rua'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='intervenção'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='artista desconhecido'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='praça'/><title type='text'>temos artista</title><content type='html'>Na minha rua, 5 de Outubro, um desconhecido artista embelezou uma feia parede. Assim, ao lado da nova entrada para o Centro Coordenador de Transportes, uma parede descascada que assim ficopu após umas obras de demolição, está agora mais bonita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299742000936228658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/SYx3RUcFlzI/AAAAAAAAACU/D1KdwDUhYDo/s400/IMG_5382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e na minha rua, Padre Oliveira, parece que o mesmo artista voltou a atacar. Desta feita até parece que colocou um especial papel de parede antes de nele desenhar. Onde antes só tínhamos destroços, temos agora um curioso homem amarelo, bem na Praça Luís Ribeiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299742006362756722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/SYx3Rop31nI/AAAAAAAAACc/9-fdC47Azm4/s400/IMG_5386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedimos ao artista que não deixe de dar cor às paredes semi-destruídas. E, se possível, que nos envie fotos desses trabalhos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5135271316037414961-1716305380043626959?l=sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/feeds/1716305380043626959/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5135271316037414961&amp;postID=1716305380043626959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/1716305380043626959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/1716305380043626959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/2009/02/temos-artista.html' title='temos artista'/><author><name>Na Minha Rua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00344192121933078966</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/SYx3RUcFlzI/AAAAAAAAACU/D1KdwDUhYDo/s72-c/IMG_5382.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5135271316037414961.post-4683336623895448704</id><published>2009-02-02T15:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-02-02T15:41:35.452Z</updated><title type='text'>Fantasmas do Natal passado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/SYcTjHPGQKI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_prr3tkMbkk/s1600-h/PC140038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298224980583399586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/SYcTjHPGQKI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_prr3tkMbkk/s400/PC140038.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/SYcStM0vX4I/AAAAAAAAAAk/fobfmfKTopE/s1600-h/PC140038.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/SYcSs7h8AMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rPIn3ncqouk/s1600-h/P1010406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298224049728258242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/SYcSs7h8AMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/rPIn3ncqouk/s400/P1010406.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/SYcSs2YptUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0Ajs5JTjlWk/s1600-h/P1010392.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298224048347133250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/SYcSs2YptUI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0Ajs5JTjlWk/s400/P1010392.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A quadra natalícia já lá vai, mas parece haver quem leve bastante à letra a máxima “o Natal devia ser todos os dias”.&lt;br /&gt;O terreno que serviu de quinta ao Pai Natal ainda apresenta restos das actividades que aí decorreram. Antes da iniciativa, a casa já não tinha grande aspecto, mas deve dizer-se que não ficou muito melhor.&lt;br /&gt;Na Rua Oliveira Júnior, a entrada para as lojas ainda se faz sobre um tapete vermelho, que ali ficou, talvez para incentivar os clientes. No entanto, com a chuva que tem caído, custa a acreditar que exerça algum tipo de atracção sobre quem quer que seja.&lt;br /&gt;Na Avenida Renato Araújo, junto à rotunda do hospital, ainda se anuncia um presépio de areia – “o maior de Portugal” – que já não existe desde 6 de Janeiro.&lt;br /&gt;Restos de um Natal que já passou e casos para dizer “ofereça-nos o que sobra dos seus presentes”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5135271316037414961-4683336623895448704?l=sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/feeds/4683336623895448704/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5135271316037414961&amp;postID=4683336623895448704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/4683336623895448704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/4683336623895448704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/2009/02/fantasmas-do-natal-passado.html' title='Fantasmas do Natal passado'/><author><name>Na Minha Rua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00344192121933078966</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/SYcTjHPGQKI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_prr3tkMbkk/s72-c/PC140038.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5135271316037414961.post-3551282136841928407</id><published>2009-02-02T15:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-02-02T15:29:07.660Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='obras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cemitério'/><title type='text'>Contornar o obstáculo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/SYcQ4VP8xxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gchA9SFlUbk/s1600-h/P1010410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298222046587438866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/SYcQ4VP8xxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gchA9SFlUbk/s400/P1010410.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo dando o benefício da dúvida, uma vez que a obra ainda não está acabada, é, no mínimo estranho, o muro recentemente edificado no interior do cemitério n.º 3. Confrontados com uma árvore bem a meio do trajecto destinado ao muro, os obreiros decidiram contorná-la e seguir caminho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5135271316037414961-3551282136841928407?l=sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/feeds/3551282136841928407/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5135271316037414961&amp;postID=3551282136841928407&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/3551282136841928407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5135271316037414961/posts/default/3551282136841928407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sjoaodamadeira.blogspot.com/2009/02/contornar-o-obstaculo.html' title='Contornar o obstáculo'/><author><name>Na Minha Rua</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00344192121933078966</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2ODJLoUnS2I/SYcQ4VP8xxI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gchA9SFlUbk/s72-c/P1010410.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
