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	<title>Comments on: Superbowl Sunday</title>
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		<title>By: Jazon Santos</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jazon Santos</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 04 Oct 2010 07:42:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What an amazing pic, Petra. I didn&#039;t know that side of yours. Keep doing this great work!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What an amazing pic, Petra. I didn&#8217;t know that side of yours. Keep doing this great work!</p>
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		<title>By: Petra</title>
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		<dc:creator>Petra</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 23:53:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Oh yes, all the pictures are my own. I rarely leave the house without the camera bag slung over my shoulder; William has long become used to the fact that sometimes progress - wherever we go - is quite slow, but he suffers it with smiling patience.

Over time I have learned to &quot;see&quot; things differently; photography really has become a hobby. It helps to live in an area where the light is nearly always perfect and to be surrounded by something interesting just around every corner.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh yes, all the pictures are my own. I rarely leave the house without the camera bag slung over my shoulder; William has long become used to the fact that sometimes progress &#8211; wherever we go &#8211; is quite slow, but he suffers it with smiling patience.</p>
<p>Over time I have learned to &#8220;see&#8221; things differently; photography really has become a hobby. It helps to live in an area where the light is nearly always perfect and to be surrounded by something interesting just around every corner.</p>
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		<title>By: william</title>
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		<dc:creator>william</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 23:38:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hippos seem to smile most of the time.  Did you know that they are most closely related to whales?  Somewhere, back in time, some hippo baby said &quot;No!  I won&#039;t come to bed.  I&#039;m going to stay in the water forever!&quot;  I&#039;m sure his mother said &quot;You just wait, young man!  Your legs will shrivel up and disappear and then where will you be!&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hippos seem to smile most of the time.  Did you know that they are most closely related to whales?  Somewhere, back in time, some hippo baby said &#8220;No!  I won&#8217;t come to bed.  I&#8217;m going to stay in the water forever!&#8221;  I&#8217;m sure his mother said &#8220;You just wait, young man!  Your legs will shrivel up and disappear and then where will you be!&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Mona</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mona</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2010 23:13:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Do you take all the pictures too?
I am very impressed by how beautiful they are...love the hippo!

Have you ever thought about making up stories about your pictures? I mean actual little 500-1000 word &quot;bedtime&quot; stories.

I came across this Hippo and thought he (if it was a he) seemed so at ease, and more then anything right then, I wanted to touch him. As I watched him for a while a little whisper entered my thoughts, &quot;Come on over, &quot; said the gravelly voice, &quot;it&#039;s lovely here.&quot;
I swear, he looked me in the eye and it sparkled...it had to have been my imagination, this huge beast speaking into my brain.
I watched as a little hummingbird swooped past him and my gaze followed the jagged flight. As my thoughts distracted away from him the deep voice came back, &quot;Come on over my new friend, it&#039;s beautiful here.&quot;
I looked right into his eye (I could only see one, you know) and smiled. He responded with a snort and a grunt and a smile...I swear, he smiled!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Do you take all the pictures too?<br />
I am very impressed by how beautiful they are&#8230;love the hippo!</p>
<p>Have you ever thought about making up stories about your pictures? I mean actual little 500-1000 word &#8220;bedtime&#8221; stories.</p>
<p>I came across this Hippo and thought he (if it was a he) seemed so at ease, and more then anything right then, I wanted to touch him. As I watched him for a while a little whisper entered my thoughts, &#8220;Come on over, &#8221; said the gravelly voice, &#8220;it&#8217;s lovely here.&#8221;<br />
I swear, he looked me in the eye and it sparkled&#8230;it had to have been my imagination, this huge beast speaking into my brain.<br />
I watched as a little hummingbird swooped past him and my gaze followed the jagged flight. As my thoughts distracted away from him the deep voice came back, &#8220;Come on over my new friend, it&#8217;s beautiful here.&#8221;<br />
I looked right into his eye (I could only see one, you know) and smiled. He responded with a snort and a grunt and a smile&#8230;I swear, he smiled!</p>
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