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Hello Brian,
Thanks for writing in. Currently, Blogger does not offer RSS services.
Please be assured that the development team is constantly working hard to release new features and we'll keep your suggestion in mind. I suggest you check back with Blogger real soon!
Best regards, ________.
From: "Brian Wanamaker
Subject: RSS feed?
Date: Wed, 14 Jan 2004 05:26:25 -0800
Hello!
I've read through the help stuff, and all RSS related Support items refer
to BloggerPro features. I would be willing to pay for BloggerPro to get
RSS, but it appears the for-pay BloggerPro option has been discontinued.

How can I get an RSS feed for my blogs?

Thanks,
Brian
Oh, how I want RSS feed-ing-ness. If anyone wants to keep up with the comments, the XML link is here.

Update: Golly, thanks to Steven K. --

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