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  <title>Herman Hawthorne's Stories</title>
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  <updated>2008-07-21T17:42:05Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">The Talk....continued</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;The talk, no matter what the situation is, the outcome is always the same. And for some reason, this time he thought it would be different. &lt;br /&gt;It wasn&amp;#8217;t personal he kept telling himself, but deep down inside he &lt;em&gt;knew&lt;/em&gt; it was. He had been tasked with making a decision, and he choose the low road, the easy way out. It could have turned out so differently had he just stood up for what she thought he believed in, but he didn&amp;#8217;t. How dare he, after all, she poured her life and soul into this and for him to just dismiss it like it was yesterday&amp;#8217;s garbage, how could he.&lt;br /&gt;She did not know it was coming, he never even told her how he was feeling. What was she to think coming into the coffee shop?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how nice to meet on an off day, he must have something good to share with me. She could not have been anymore off.&lt;br /&gt;Had she had a little advance notice, she could have composed herself, but no, he would not give her that benefit.&lt;br /&gt;He opened his mouth to say what it was he had to say, but the words came out all wrong&amp;#8230;.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2007-03-19T19:33:01Z</published>
    <updated>2008-07-21T17:42:05Z</updated>
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      <name>Herman Hawthorne</name>
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    <title type="text">Upside down</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Now wait a second, how did this happen? All I wanted to do was step outside for a quick smoke and stay dry and now look what you have gone and done!&lt;br /&gt;How dare you, I paid good money for you and this is how you treat me?&lt;br /&gt;What are you good for? Absolutely nothing I would say! I am going to have to leave you here in this shape if you don&amp;#8217;t get it together and get back in my hand. Hurry up, my smoke is getting wet and I am getting angry. I need my nic fix and I want to stay dry!&lt;br /&gt;Look, you get one more chance, it is either my way or the Long Island Expressway!&lt;br /&gt;What, you don&amp;#8217;t like this tone? You know what I have to say about that, too bad! I paid for you and I can treat you anyway I want, and right now, I am angry and you know how I get when I am angry!&lt;br /&gt;That does it, my smoke is soggy and I look like a wet poodle. I am done with you, you can just stay here in pieces! I have your replacement waiting for me in the coat closet!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2007-03-09T19:50:48Z</published>
    <updated>2008-04-30T00:16:20Z</updated>
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      <name>Herman Hawthorne</name>
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    <title type="text">Just like a monkey</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Swing, swing, swing like a monkey. Ooh Ooh Ahh Ahh, just like a monkey. Swing, swing, just like a monkey, eat a banana just like a monkey. Swing Swing, just like a monkey, climb a tree just like a monkey. Ooh Ooh Ahh Ahh, just like a monkey!&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2007-03-08T13:53:48Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-27T09:04:31Z</updated>
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      <name>Herman Hawthorne</name>
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