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		<title>By: Turkish Prawn</title>
		<link>http://oscarandre.wordpress.com/2008/07/27/dont-talk/#comment-3581</link>
		<dc:creator>Turkish Prawn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 02 Aug 2008 10:16:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Nicely done. The line that got me was,

 “My wife loved beautiful things,” he says, “but she didn’t have time for beauty.”

We all know this person. Very good, indeed!

-Turkish Prawn</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nicely done. The line that got me was,</p>
<p> “My wife loved beautiful things,” he says, “but she didn’t have time for beauty.”</p>
<p>We all know this person. Very good, indeed!</p>
<p>-Turkish Prawn</p>
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		<title>By: loubird</title>
		<link>http://oscarandre.wordpress.com/2008/07/27/dont-talk/#comment-3579</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2008 15:32:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I heartily agree with Jo. This piece of prose is truly a poem in the sense of its beautiful phrases that show so much.

&quot;She will understand how beauty is not always for keeping and how you can dance it away and how not holding it makes it grow more beautiful still.

He suddenly wants to tell her that he loves her but then he realises that he loves everything.&quot;

What a beautiful ending. If only we could all have this realization everyday.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I heartily agree with Jo. This piece of prose is truly a poem in the sense of its beautiful phrases that show so much.</p>
<p>&#8220;She will understand how beauty is not always for keeping and how you can dance it away and how not holding it makes it grow more beautiful still.</p>
<p>He suddenly wants to tell her that he loves her but then he realises that he loves everything.&#8221;</p>
<p>What a beautiful ending. If only we could all have this realization everyday.</p>
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		<title>By: johemmant</title>
		<link>http://oscarandre.wordpress.com/2008/07/27/dont-talk/#comment-3577</link>
		<dc:creator>johemmant</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2008 08:44:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Grrr, typo, truly.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Grrr, typo, truly.</p>
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		<title>By: johemmant</title>
		<link>http://oscarandre.wordpress.com/2008/07/27/dont-talk/#comment-3576</link>
		<dc:creator>johemmant</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 31 Jul 2008 08:43:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Amazing. Truely. Best I&#039;ve read here.....perceptions, fluid, emotive prose and best of all the irony here:

He hates the banality of language and how it pollutes beauty, how inadequate words hang over the indescribable and tarnish it with the prosaic

right at the heart of this piece, how this made me smile.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Amazing. Truely. Best I&#8217;ve read here&#8230;..perceptions, fluid, emotive prose and best of all the irony here:</p>
<p>He hates the banality of language and how it pollutes beauty, how inadequate words hang over the indescribable and tarnish it with the prosaic</p>
<p>right at the heart of this piece, how this made me smile.</p>
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