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	<title>Comments on: Three</title>
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	<description>Living the Martini Life</description>
	<pubDate>Mon, 06 Oct 2008 19:15:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Cléa</title>
		<link>http://www.cbmused.com/2008/02/21/three/#comment-536</link>
		<dc:creator>Cléa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2008 04:26:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;b&gt;GBoy:&lt;/b&gt; I don't know if it's luck. I seem to have a few friends like that, some living abroad, some here and we can just puck up where we left off. I feel it has something to do with me, and the kind of connections we have.

What you describe is that comparison we often make. Part of growing older, or more delirious...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><b>GBoy:</b> I don&#8217;t know if it&#8217;s luck. I seem to have a few friends like that, some living abroad, some here and we can just puck up where we left off. I feel it has something to do with me, and the kind of connections we have.</p>
<p>What you describe is that comparison we often make. Part of growing older, or more delirious&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: gboy</title>
		<link>http://www.cbmused.com/2008/02/21/three/#comment-535</link>
		<dc:creator>gboy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Feb 2008 22:54:46 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Everyone changes in some way as they get older - we get more serious or more delerious, we become more outgoing and confident or increasingly withdrawn, and increasingly we either look and think younger or older than our peers.   

Sometimes it seems quite unlikely to me, and against all odds, that just a handful of people you meet early on in life somehow stay with you through all that. Maybe it's just luck, or maybe something more...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Everyone changes in some way as they get older - we get more serious or more delerious, we become more outgoing and confident or increasingly withdrawn, and increasingly we either look and think younger or older than our peers.   </p>
<p>Sometimes it seems quite unlikely to me, and against all odds, that just a handful of people you meet early on in life somehow stay with you through all that. Maybe it&#8217;s just luck, or maybe something more&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Paying Respects &#124; BeMused</title>
		<link>http://www.cbmused.com/2008/02/21/three/#comment-514</link>
		<dc:creator>Paying Respects &#124; BeMused</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2008 22:59:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] went to the funeral. There were many people crammed into the church on this unusually hot day. A few hundred in fact, [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] went to the funeral. There were many people crammed into the church on this unusually hot day. A few hundred in fact, [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Cléa</title>
		<link>http://www.cbmused.com/2008/02/21/three/#comment-497</link>
		<dc:creator>Cléa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 22 Feb 2008 03:42:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;b&gt;Zen:&lt;/b&gt; no pillow fights, but listening to whispering sexual encounters was fun!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><b>Zen:</b> no pillow fights, but listening to whispering sexual encounters was fun!</p>
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		<title>By: Zen Wizard</title>
		<link>http://www.cbmused.com/2008/02/21/three/#comment-494</link>
		<dc:creator>Zen Wizard</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 22 Feb 2008 00:35:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>You had my attention until you said, "innocent sleepovers."

I was hoping for at least a pillow fight...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You had my attention until you said, &#8220;innocent sleepovers.&#8221;</p>
<p>I was hoping for at least a pillow fight&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Cléa</title>
		<link>http://www.cbmused.com/2008/02/21/three/#comment-493</link>
		<dc:creator>Cléa</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 21 Feb 2008 21:33:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;b&gt;Justin:&lt;/b&gt; You've hit it right on the head. When it happens to others, it makes you think of our own, and a whole range of emotions comes to the surface. Most of it is difficult to deal with, even under the best of circumstances.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><b>Justin:</b> You&#8217;ve hit it right on the head. When it happens to others, it makes you think of our own, and a whole range of emotions comes to the surface. Most of it is difficult to deal with, even under the best of circumstances.</p>
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		<title>By: Justin</title>
		<link>http://www.cbmused.com/2008/02/21/three/#comment-492</link>
		<dc:creator>Justin</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 21 Feb 2008 15:23:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am fortunate to still have both of my parents, but I have a friend who recently lost her dad.  I remember realizing that there wasn't a whole lot that I could say or do, aside from just making myself available to talk and listen.  It also made me realize that I should really call home more and talk with my own parents.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am fortunate to still have both of my parents, but I have a friend who recently lost her dad.  I remember realizing that there wasn&#8217;t a whole lot that I could say or do, aside from just making myself available to talk and listen.  It also made me realize that I should really call home more and talk with my own parents.</p>
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