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	<title>Comments on: Pretty. Pretty Ugly.</title>
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	<description>picante y sabrosa</description>
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		<title>By: ray</title>
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		<dc:creator>ray</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2014 17:51:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://google.com/?p=4&amp;lol= veins@quarrymen.turnover&quot; rel=&quot;nofollow&quot;&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;

tnx for info!...</description>
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<p>tnx for info!&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: S&#38;P Polymath</title>
		<link>http://www.peevishmama.com/?p=537&#038;cpage=1#comment-68</link>
		<dc:creator>S&#38;P Polymath</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 04 May 2009 16:04:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I have to agree with Flan&#039;s assessment of your assessment.  Bingo, again. In 19xx I was hitch hiking back East to college from mid West.  Stopped at a poetry conference in central Michigan.  17 year old kid from Boston was the the genius of the moment. He read a poem about a summer Saturday evening in South Boston. Ended with the image of golden hour sunlight reflecting off a spinning Rolling Rock beer bottle. He had just tossed it into the street from his front stoop. &quot;The most beautiful thing I ever saw.&quot;

A collective gasp from a packed University Auditorium then breathless for 3 - OK - 2 minutes.  I suspect he was dead by 25.

It&#039;s outrageous that Flynn survived.  Our gain.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have to agree with Flan&#8217;s assessment of your assessment.  Bingo, again. In 19xx I was hitch hiking back East to college from mid West.  Stopped at a poetry conference in central Michigan.  17 year old kid from Boston was the the genius of the moment. He read a poem about a summer Saturday evening in South Boston. Ended with the image of golden hour sunlight reflecting off a spinning Rolling Rock beer bottle. He had just tossed it into the street from his front stoop. &#8220;The most beautiful thing I ever saw.&#8221;</p>
<p>A collective gasp from a packed University Auditorium then breathless for 3 &#8211; OK &#8211; 2 minutes.  I suspect he was dead by 25.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s outrageous that Flynn survived.  Our gain.</p>
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		<title>By: peevish mama</title>
		<link>http://www.peevishmama.com/?p=537&#038;cpage=1#comment-32</link>
		<dc:creator>peevish mama</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 19 Mar 2009 19:46:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Aw shucks, dude. So, can I read it?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Aw shucks, dude. So, can I read it?</p>
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		<title>By: jcf (aka flan)</title>
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		<dc:creator>jcf (aka flan)</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2009 20:55:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>So I wrote this dandy literary critique on the book, spun my ideas about with some serious sounding sentences, and I didn&#039;t get within a whisker of what you wrote about Another Bullshit Night in Suck City—the truth. &quot;Flynn uses such a light hand and strings each chapter together with the most tenuous of invisible strings - the whole book feels a mere gust away from crashing to the ground in a pile of tragic shards.&quot; You nailed it. Of course you did.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So I wrote this dandy literary critique on the book, spun my ideas about with some serious sounding sentences, and I didn&#8217;t get within a whisker of what you wrote about Another Bullshit Night in Suck City—the truth. &#8220;Flynn uses such a light hand and strings each chapter together with the most tenuous of invisible strings &#8211; the whole book feels a mere gust away from crashing to the ground in a pile of tragic shards.&#8221; You nailed it. Of course you did.</p>
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