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08/25/2015 2:34pm (UTC)[quote]
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8Gq4V9Rz (Gast)
02/13/2016 8:58pm (UTC)[quote]
will the seminar go over how to re-include a URL when the re-inclusion fuoncitn in webmaster tools does not work? this is not a spam thing, this is simply re-including a URL that needed to be removed temporarily. i was hesitant to remove the URL in the first place, for this reason, but i trusted the tool would work... bad idea, huh? =[please tell me i don't have to wait 6 months for google to come back and index the URL again.
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02/13/2016 8:58pm (UTC)[quote]
The appeal is not hanvig to think about it in the morning. People spend excessive time and mindspace every morning trying to figure out what to wear and I want to take that out of the equation (but also not look terrible as I think that can adversely affect things). If you look good and don't ever have to spend a minute thinking about what to wear, I'd say that's effective.

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