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  <title>Comments on 'Bittersweet Truth'</title>
  <subtitle>Brian's face must have given away his expression because she began to nurture him. &#8216;It&#8217;s OK&#8217; &#8216;You&#8217;ll make a girl happy someday&#8217; but he was still in shock. It felt like somebody pushed his heart further into his chest-mid beat. He could have shed a tear. Danielle tried to hug him but he pushed himself back. He had to go.

Brian walked out of the apartment, abnormally calm. As he progressed to the park, he felt a chill inside. Then a shudder. Before he could realize it, tears flowed. It hit him: this friendship is over. He will never have the one thing he always wanted, more than anything else: her love. She will never look past what she thought Brian was, and she will never forgive this moment. It&#8217;s worse than hitting a woman, to be in love with one who does not love you. He was pleading to Juliet whilst she is making love to Iago. This is why women and men cannot ever be friends.</subtitle>
  <updated>2008-03-22T04:37:07Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Bittersweet Truth</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Well, if we remember what type of person Iago was, what type of person Juliet was, and what women say they want most in &amp;#8220;stale&amp;#8221; relationships, it should make sense.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-22T04:37:07Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>J.B. Williams</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Bittersweet Truth</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;The fear lurking in the corner of every male &amp;#8220;friend&amp;#8221;s mind.  Juliet and Iago?  Mixing plays to make a metaphor, I guess is okay.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-21T22:34:47Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>THX 0477</name>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Bittersweet Truth</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;I like the description of initial abnormal calmness giving way to chills and tears. I think in moments like that the &lt;em&gt;relief&lt;/em&gt; is almost a rush, but then you realize exactly what you lost.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-03-21T22:29:22Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>thebetweenspace</name>
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