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        <pubDate>Tue, 21 Sep 2004 03:30:00 GMT</pubDate>
        <title>TBG</title>
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        <description>&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
The final coup de gr&amp;acirc;ce-the apple, if you will-was when a girl he'd met in Nantucket (very blond, long legs,
small nose, no noticeable imperfections, annoyingly nice) came for a visit on a weekend a big, formal party was
planned.  &quot;She's just a friend of mine,&quot; he said.  He explained that we-meaning Matthew, his friend Richard, the
girl and I-would all go to the party together, double date.  Unfortunately, he neglected to mention that I would
not be &lt;I&gt;his&lt;/i&gt; date that evening but rather Richard's.  And he kissed the pretty girl from Nantucket right in
front of my eyes.
&lt;BR&gt;&lt;BR&gt;
&lt;I&gt;Shutterbabe&lt;/I&gt; Debora Copaken Kogan</description>
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