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	<title>Comments on: Lucy</title>
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	<description>A photoblog by Charles Bodi</description>
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		<title>By: Malcolm</title>
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		<dc:creator>Malcolm</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Jul 2008 19:39:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>She looks like she just ate someone alive and buried his remains...and now she wants you to be the next meal...your brain tells you that you wouldn&#039;t mind dying by her hand...she promises that she&#039;ll be gentle...
but she lies.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>She looks like she just ate someone alive and buried his remains&#8230;and now she wants you to be the next meal&#8230;your brain tells you that you wouldn&#8217;t mind dying by her hand&#8230;she promises that she&#8217;ll be gentle&#8230;<br />
but she lies.</p>
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		<title>By: Chorizo</title>
		<link>http://ridemypony.com/index.php/2007/10/07/lucy/comment-page-1/#comment-6516</link>
		<dc:creator>Chorizo</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Oct 2007 05:47:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Rambling, response less, ether focused, searching...  I had to really study this work carefully â€“ more so than usual.  

And just as I was about to forgo commenting (a rarity for me when you have a human subject; especially this one) several components arrived in my consciousness:

- Her extraordinarily engaging pupils are fantastic, given the bright surroundings.

- Her dirty nails tell a story of planting, of harvest; life bringer.

- Her brutish bracelet speaks of power, scorpion captured, subjected; pacifier.

- Her posture invites, draws in, beckons an embrace; receiver.

&quot;Sweet, perhapsâ€¦&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Rambling, response less, ether focused, searching&#8230;  I had to really study this work carefully â€“ more so than usual.  </p>
<p>And just as I was about to forgo commenting (a rarity for me when you have a human subject; especially this one) several components arrived in my consciousness:</p>
<p>- Her extraordinarily engaging pupils are fantastic, given the bright surroundings.</p>
<p>- Her dirty nails tell a story of planting, of harvest; life bringer.</p>
<p>- Her brutish bracelet speaks of power, scorpion captured, subjected; pacifier.</p>
<p>- Her posture invites, draws in, beckons an embrace; receiver.</p>
<p>&#8220;Sweet, perhapsâ€¦&#8221;</p>
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