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	<title>Comments on: Voices In The Dark</title>
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	<description>Bad Is The New Good</description>
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		<title>By: Time Enough For Telling &#124; Her Bad Mother</title>
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		<dc:creator>Time Enough For Telling &#124; Her Bad Mother</dc:creator>
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		<description>[...] I haven&#8217;t been able to narrate, but not for want of stories. It&#8217;s just that, the story right now is so overwhelming. And what passages in the story are not so overwhelming (the moment when, for example, I laughed out loud at my mother and the funeral home assistant for dithering over whether to quantify my father&#8217;s remains in terms of measuring cups or coffee spoons) I am simply trying to enjoy for the break that they are, in the here and now. [...]</description>
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		<title>By: Here Be Monsters &#124; Her Bad Mother</title>
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		<dc:creator>Here Be Monsters &#124; Her Bad Mother</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Aug 2009 06:44:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] I went into my father&#8217;s home, a thing that I was afraid to do. I don&#8217;t have words yet to explain that fear, nor do I have words to explain &#8211; to [...]</description>
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