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		<title>By: Edmond Manning &#187; Blog Archive &#187; The End of Days</title>
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		<dc:creator>Edmond Manning &#187; Blog Archive &#187; The End of Days</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 31 Dec 2010 23:13:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] My tradition on New Years Eve is to walk Lake Harriett just before midnight. I reflect on what the year held for me, for my friends, my birth family, and family of choice. The days of sorrow and those where I shined right back at the sun. This year, something different: Zombie Ron and I are attending Billy Elliott at the Orpheum Theater. We&#8217;re dining in a favorite, elegant Thai restaurant. Ron&#8217;s wearing a tux and I&#8217;m wearing a new suit purchased in 2010 for two significant days:Â  one cousin&#8217;s devastating funeral, and another cousin&#8217;s joyful, glorious wedding. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] My tradition on New Years Eve is to walk Lake Harriett just before midnight. I reflect on what the year held for me, for my friends, my birth family, and family of choice. The days of sorrow and those where I shined right back at the sun. This year, something different: Zombie Ron and I are attending Billy Elliott at the Orpheum Theater. We&#8217;re dining in a favorite, elegant Thai restaurant. Ron&#8217;s wearing a tux and I&#8217;m wearing a new suit purchased in 2010 for two significant days:Â  one cousin&#8217;s devastating funeral, and another cousin&#8217;s joyful, glorious wedding. [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Jennifer Miller</title>
		<link>http://www.edmondmanning.com/2009/01/01/000/comment-page-1/#comment-1882</link>
		<dc:creator>Jennifer Miller</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Jan 2009 14:55:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Edmond,

The tears are right there.  Waiting.  Thinking about you, the hot Japanese guy, the confetti, Crystal and the Priest and, of course, the ATM guy.  

Each and every word captures the essence of each and every one of us.  There is something so very comforting about your musings about the ATM guy.  Perhaps we are not as alone as each of us imagined.   Perhaps we don&#039;t have to try so hard every New Year.

Now, the tears are rolling down my cheeks.  Could we all really care so much about each other?   

Jennifer</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Edmond,</p>
<p>The tears are right there.  Waiting.  Thinking about you, the hot Japanese guy, the confetti, Crystal and the Priest and, of course, the ATM guy.  </p>
<p>Each and every word captures the essence of each and every one of us.  There is something so very comforting about your musings about the ATM guy.  Perhaps we are not as alone as each of us imagined.   Perhaps we don&#8217;t have to try so hard every New Year.</p>
<p>Now, the tears are rolling down my cheeks.  Could we all really care so much about each other?   </p>
<p>Jennifer</p>
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		<title>By: Edmond</title>
		<link>http://www.edmondmanning.com/2009/01/01/000/comment-page-1/#comment-1881</link>
		<dc:creator>Edmond</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 08 Jan 2009 16:29:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thank you so much for the lovely comment on my website, Glow! I&#039;m absolutely delighted the story caught you - it did me too. I worry about ATM Guy from time to time. I like that others know about him now too.

Thank you for taking the time to write me a note - you touched me.

Edmond</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thank you so much for the lovely comment on my website, Glow! I&#8217;m absolutely delighted the story caught you &#8211; it did me too. I worry about ATM Guy from time to time. I like that others know about him now too.</p>
<p>Thank you for taking the time to write me a note &#8211; you touched me.</p>
<p>Edmond</p>
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		<title>By: Glow</title>
		<link>http://www.edmondmanning.com/2009/01/01/000/comment-page-1/#comment-1877</link>
		<dc:creator>Glow</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 06 Jan 2009 21:56:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Edmond
I read your story entitled &quot;0.00&quot; and was drawn in from the beginning.  You are a very good writer-I love how you pay attention to small details, bring the reader along with you on your &#039;adventures&#039;.
I&#039;m a WM from ST.Louis and that&#039;s how I found your story (tacked on to Joanne Mahler&#039;s comments).
I just want you to know that I really loved reading your story-it really caught me-don&#039;t know how or why.  I loved it.  Thanks
Glow</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Edmond<br />
I read your story entitled &#8220;0.00&#8243; and was drawn in from the beginning.  You are a very good writer-I love how you pay attention to small details, bring the reader along with you on your &#8216;adventures&#8217;.<br />
I&#8217;m a WM from ST.Louis and that&#8217;s how I found your story (tacked on to Joanne Mahler&#8217;s comments).<br />
I just want you to know that I really loved reading your story-it really caught me-don&#8217;t know how or why.  I loved it.  Thanks<br />
Glow</p>
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		<title>By: Edmond</title>
		<link>http://www.edmondmanning.com/2009/01/01/000/comment-page-1/#comment-1871</link>
		<dc:creator>Edmond</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Jan 2009 02:56:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Happy New Year, Jeffrey! I&#039;m delighted you enjoyed the story...I really do think about this guy sometimes. And now others know of him too, which is cool.

All the most wonderful things to you this year as well, bud. I hope for you wonderful things and may you not-wonderful times in 2009 help you remember the wonderful things even more fondly.

Edmond</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Happy New Year, Jeffrey! I&#8217;m delighted you enjoyed the story&#8230;I really do think about this guy sometimes. And now others know of him too, which is cool.</p>
<p>All the most wonderful things to you this year as well, bud. I hope for you wonderful things and may you not-wonderful times in 2009 help you remember the wonderful things even more fondly.</p>
<p>Edmond</p>
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		<title>By: Jeffrey</title>
		<link>http://www.edmondmanning.com/2009/01/01/000/comment-page-1/#comment-1869</link>
		<dc:creator>Jeffrey</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 04 Jan 2009 16:36:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Belated happy new year, Edmond.  That was a powerful story you shared.  My wish for you is a year (and a life) full of blessings, moments of pure bliss, faithful friends dear to you, and all the right things right for you.  My life is richer for knowing you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Belated happy new year, Edmond.  That was a powerful story you shared.  My wish for you is a year (and a life) full of blessings, moments of pure bliss, faithful friends dear to you, and all the right things right for you.  My life is richer for knowing you.</p>
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