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		<title>Comment on 20120508n by Jingjing</title>
		<link>http://dwrz.net/2012/05/08/20120508n/#comment-93</link>
		<dc:creator>Jingjing</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 14 May 2012 12:12:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>a romantic story. I love the waterfall picture btw. Its gorgeous!

Many things are  disappearing from our life, such as negative film, paper books...

There was one day I went to a photo store. The manager is a man in his 70s. He collected almost all types of cameras. The whole shop is like a camera museum. He can name each of the cameras and the year when they released.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="comment-text"><p>a romantic story. I love the waterfall picture btw. Its gorgeous!</p>
<p>Many things are  disappearing from our life, such as negative film, paper books&#8230;</p>
<p>There was one day I went to a photo store. The manager is a man in his 70s. He collected almost all types of cameras. The whole shop is like a camera museum. He can name each of the cameras and the year when they released.</p>
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		<title>Comment on 20120305n by DWRZ</title>
		<link>http://dwrz.net/2012/03/06/20120305n/#comment-90</link>
		<dc:creator>DWRZ</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Apr 2012 05:41:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Thanks, Hannah. The anecdotes are the way up to the summit. The video was a &quot;live&quot; performance of this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TWFN9702Fzg.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="comment-text"><p>Thanks, Hannah. The anecdotes are the way up to the summit. The video was a &#8220;live&#8221; performance of this: <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TWFN9702Fzg" rel="nofollow">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TWFN9702Fzg</a>.</p>
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		<title>Comment on 20120324n by Hannah</title>
		<link>http://dwrz.net/2012/03/24/20120324n/#comment-88</link>
		<dc:creator>Hannah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2012 18:56:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Ah, now the profile picture makes so much more sense.  In defense of the world, whichever path is chosen:

&quot;I am content to live it all again
And yet again, if it be life to pitch
Into the frog-spawn of a blind man&#039;s ditch,
A blind man battering blind men; 
Or into that most fecund ditch of all,
The folly that man does
Or must suffer, if he woos
A proud woman not kindred of his soul.

I am content to follow to its source
Every event in action or in thought;
Measure the lot; forgive myself the lot!
When such as I cast out remorse
So great a sweetness flows into the breast
We must laugh and we must sing,
We are blest by everything,
Everything we look upon is blest.&quot;

Yeats, &quot;A Dialogue of Self and Soul&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="comment-text"><p>Ah, now the profile picture makes so much more sense.  In defense of the world, whichever path is chosen:</p>
<p>&#8220;I am content to live it all again<br />
And yet again, if it be life to pitch<br />
Into the frog-spawn of a blind man&#8217;s ditch,<br />
A blind man battering blind men;<br />
Or into that most fecund ditch of all,<br />
The folly that man does<br />
Or must suffer, if he woos<br />
A proud woman not kindred of his soul.</p>
<p>I am content to follow to its source<br />
Every event in action or in thought;<br />
Measure the lot; forgive myself the lot!<br />
When such as I cast out remorse<br />
So great a sweetness flows into the breast<br />
We must laugh and we must sing,<br />
We are blest by everything,<br />
Everything we look upon is blest.&#8221;</p>
<p>Yeats, &#8220;A Dialogue of Self and Soul&#8221;</p>
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		<title>Comment on 20120305n by Hannah</title>
		<link>http://dwrz.net/2012/03/06/20120305n/#comment-87</link>
		<dc:creator>Hannah</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Apr 2012 18:44:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I can&#039;t believe I didn&#039;t stumble upon this post until now!  Thank you - I think my words tend to sound more profound when they are taken out of context and not marred by my discursive anecdotes.  
But the video has been removed...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div class="comment-text"><p>I can&#8217;t believe I didn&#8217;t stumble upon this post until now!  Thank you &#8211; I think my words tend to sound more profound when they are taken out of context and not marred by my discursive anecdotes.<br />
But the video has been removed&#8230;</p>
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