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	<title>Comments on: Talking To People You Fancy</title>
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	<description>If Only I Updated More Often, This Might Not Be Shit</description>
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		<title>By: trilobite</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Sep 2005 21:35:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>i experienced the rare thrill of being 'the third party' in a game of unrequited lustful flirting recently.  A dour, unattractive male [circa 25] was talking wistfully to a deeply attractive female the other day... i was on the balcony above so they knew not of my presence.  The conversation was delightfully banal.. they'd gotten stuck on petroleum-orienteted 'banter' and could not get away from it.  attractive female then said "Right, i'll see you later" dour man said "Not if i see you first!"  dour man, once she has gone, then held his head in his hands and said "Shit, you cunt, you cunt, shit".

beautiful.</description>
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<p>beautiful.</p>
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