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  <title>Comments on 'Dirt and Love'</title>
  <subtitle>You know those days when everything seems to be going wrong, but nothing specific that you can really put your finger on? Yeah. It was one of those days.

The rubber soles of my sneakers scraped the sidewalk, my backpack bouncing uncomfortably against my spine. I just needed to get home, have a good cry, curl up under the covers for a while.

Mel, my best friend, was walking with me. Or rather, ahead of me. Every few steps, she'd turn, look back. &amp;quot;Come on!&amp;quot; But my eyes were on the ground.

My foot kicked what should have been the strip of grass between the sidewalk and street, but was really the strip of dirt. Rocks, a brave plant or two...and a headless Barbie doll. &amp;quot;Eew, what's that?&amp;quot; Mel asked.

I picked it up, cradled it in my palm.

&amp;quot;That's so dirty! It could have been in tons of little kids' mouthes! It's been lying in _dirt_! It belongs in the trash.&amp;quot;

But, being me, I didn't put it down. &amp;quot;No,&amp;quot; I whispered. &amp;quot;It just needs love.&amp;quot; 

Because that Barbie doll, I think it looked just like me.</subtitle>
  <updated>2007-12-15T03:07:37Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Dirt and Love</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;amazing amazing amazing. i love you. i&amp;#8217;ve felt like that&amp;#8230; your writing is awesome.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2007-12-15T03:07:37Z</published>
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      <name>`crayola.</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Dirt and Love</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;hahahha.. nvm. i was going to say something but almost everybody would take it the wrong way. i guess i&amp;#8217;ll tell you later.=D&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;br /&gt; DIRTY LOVE ! there i said it.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;this was great! i wonder how that barbie lost it&amp;#8217;s head? ..actually i&amp;#8217;d rather not know. nvm.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2007-12-14T17:26:50Z</published>
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      <name>One Time, One Chance</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Dirt and Love</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;everyone does need love! what a great story!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2007-12-14T02:07:24Z</published>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Dirt and Love</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I really like your writings, they are so involved,great job.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2007-12-14T01:10:04Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;sad. I really feel the emotion of this piece&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2007-12-14T00:55:12Z</published>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Dirt and Love</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#8217;ve felt like that countless times. Awesome.&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2007-12-14T00:49:05Z</published>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Awww. Do you even know how many times I have felt like that, and have had a friend there exactly like Mel?? That is so bittersweet. Fantastic job. Your writing pretty much rules.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2007-12-14T00:46:57Z</published>
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