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	<description>Sue Costello - Minus 32 Million Words: A turn of events causes Costello to take a hard look at herself, and realize that her past did not have to become her future.</description>
	<pubDate>Mon, 06 Sep 2010 09:40:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Comment on Becoming visible by Nicole</title>
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		<dc:creator>Nicole</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Apr 2010 19:12:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>So, I'm not really commenting on this post, but it is from the day I saw you perform a show at Broadway Comedy Club in NYC. Just wanted to say my friend and I loved you show, and thought it was the best performance of the night. We are from Boston and were sad that we missed your shows back home, but glad we got to see you during our trip to NYC. Great crowd there that night, the woman from New Zealand with the camel toe story was amazing. My friend I was with had a name for the male version of camel toe but she was too scared to bring it up; but thought I'd share with you now, they call it a 'Moose Knuckle'.
Anyway, keep up the great work. Let me know next time you're performing in Boston. I'd love to see you on our home turf!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So, I&#8217;m not really commenting on this post, but it is from the day I saw you perform a show at Broadway Comedy Club in NYC. Just wanted to say my friend and I loved you show, and thought it was the best performance of the night. We are from Boston and were sad that we missed your shows back home, but glad we got to see you during our trip to NYC. Great crowd there that night, the woman from New Zealand with the camel toe story was amazing. My friend I was with had a name for the male version of camel toe but she was too scared to bring it up; but thought I&#8217;d share with you now, they call it a &#8216;Moose Knuckle&#8217;.<br />
Anyway, keep up the great work. Let me know next time you&#8217;re performing in Boston. I&#8217;d love to see you on our home turf!</p>
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		<title>Comment on Joy- happy- smiley- shiny and wicked pissa by K</title>
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		<dc:creator>K</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 25 Mar 2010 14:21:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Sue, I saw your show last night with some friends who attended the same high school as you.  I just have to say BRAVO!!!  Good for you!  Not only are you doing something you love, but it must be an enormous catharsis for you as well.  I applaud your bravery and wish you all the best in your career and life.  Look forward to seeing more from you.

K</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sue, I saw your show last night with some friends who attended the same high school as you.  I just have to say BRAVO!!!  Good for you!  Not only are you doing something you love, but it must be an enormous catharsis for you as well.  I applaud your bravery and wish you all the best in your career and life.  Look forward to seeing more from you.</p>
<p>K</p>
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		<title>Comment on Jan 29th REALLY? by Ivan Miskell</title>
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		<dc:creator>Ivan Miskell</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Mar 2010 16:50:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Sue, just saw the review in the paper and cannot wait to see your show.... great to see your doing well.....break a leg....blast from the past...huh... Ivan</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sue, just saw the review in the paper and cannot wait to see your show&#8230;. great to see your doing well&#8230;..break a leg&#8230;.blast from the past&#8230;huh&#8230; Ivan</p>
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		<title>Comment on in Boston.. by ferga Dean</title>
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		<dc:creator>ferga Dean</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Mar 2010 05:41:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Knockem dead Buford</description>
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		<title>Comment on Defibrillate my heart by Katie</title>
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		<dc:creator>Katie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 23 Feb 2010 02:28:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Wonderful writing, truly inspiring!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Wonderful writing, truly inspiring!</p>
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		<title>Comment on if you want by Joanie Carney</title>
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		<dc:creator>Joanie Carney</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Jan 2010 15:36:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I'm liking you more every day Sue! You and me, we think alike, at least I think so..lol  
Do you tweet? (wierd sounding question) I would follow you anywhere!
(%^D)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m liking you more every day Sue! You and me, we think alike, at least I think so..lol<br />
Do you tweet? (wierd sounding question) I would follow you anywhere!<br />
(%^D)</p>
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		<title>Comment on Christmas is over&#8230;.. by Anthony Zaccaro</title>
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		<dc:creator>Anthony Zaccaro</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 03 Jan 2010 15:17:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Great Stories!!!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Great Stories!!!</p>
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		<title>Comment on Comparing my insides to others outsides.. by Jennifer Murphy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jennifer Murphy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 07 Dec 2009 19:35:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Sue,
you really think that you had it bad with thinking you looked like a boy how about this..
I had a family that disowned my mother and her kids because of there alcoholic father, had a father that disowed his kids. got up and left at the age of 5 or 6 and every once in a while he would pop back up (drunk of course) banging on our front door to let him in (no matter what time it was). He would throw my brother in the air and ketch him at the age of 2. His 4 kids were scared shitless everytime they heard him comming cause they never now what was going to happen. One day I remember getting ice cream from the ice cream truck and that screeching noise of a stolen car coming down the street, I didn't know were my brother was to protect me and make me feel comfortable that it was going to be ok. so I hid behind a car, dropped my ice cream and cried.  Since that day I told myself I will never let anything scare me like that again, not even my father. 
amagin being so afriad of your own father. not to metion how much we loved our cuusins and we got torn apart from them because of him.. I am glad to hear you are over your fair of looking like a boy, but I will and neither will my 2 brothers  and my sister ever forget how our father would scare the shit out of us eveytime he was around. Thank God he is not part of us any more..</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sue,<br />
you really think that you had it bad with thinking you looked like a boy how about this..<br />
I had a family that disowned my mother and her kids because of there alcoholic father, had a father that disowed his kids. got up and left at the age of 5 or 6 and every once in a while he would pop back up (drunk of course) banging on our front door to let him in (no matter what time it was). He would throw my brother in the air and ketch him at the age of 2. His 4 kids were scared shitless everytime they heard him comming cause they never now what was going to happen. One day I remember getting ice cream from the ice cream truck and that screeching noise of a stolen car coming down the street, I didn&#8217;t know were my brother was to protect me and make me feel comfortable that it was going to be ok. so I hid behind a car, dropped my ice cream and cried.  Since that day I told myself I will never let anything scare me like that again, not even my father.<br />
amagin being so afriad of your own father. not to metion how much we loved our cuusins and we got torn apart from them because of him.. I am glad to hear you are over your fair of looking like a boy, but I will and neither will my 2 brothers  and my sister ever forget how our father would scare the shit out of us eveytime he was around. Thank God he is not part of us any more..</p>
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		<title>Comment on I see dead people by Anthony Zaccaro</title>
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		<dc:creator>Anthony Zaccaro</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 13:41:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>The cops were wrong. You have rights here...your money is a contract... (unless you were dealing in cash) You have a beautiful show, and nobody can take that away. Sorry to hear all this happened. But you will find another space and move on.

a hug from me.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The cops were wrong. You have rights here&#8230;your money is a contract&#8230; (unless you were dealing in cash) You have a beautiful show, and nobody can take that away. Sorry to hear all this happened. But you will find another space and move on.</p>
<p>a hug from me.</p>
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		<title>Comment on ok here&#8217;s the dilly&#8230; by Anthony Zaccaro</title>
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		<dc:creator>Anthony Zaccaro</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 13:20:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Right now I’m sitting in the middle of nowhere writing about Bonnie &amp; Clyde. When I tell people this their first response is, “why would you ever want to write about them? Besides, they made that movie already.” What they don’t understand is that if you go past the legend of Bonnie &amp; Clyde and all the hoopla about how vicious they were or how many lives they ruined or how they were “white trash” or that they had no morals or education etc., you’ll find that above all else, Bonnie &amp; Clyde were human. They loved their family; they treated most captives with respect. They even gave money to those who were in need. Bonnie was a writer and wanted to be an actress. Their story is a complicated one, as most of ours are. Their legend put an end to them. Most folks thought of them as this amazon couple who were mature monsters. When the police pulled their bullet-ravaged bodies from their car they were amazed at how small they were. Clyde at five feet, Bonnie at four feet, eleven, 24 and 23 years of age.  Kids really. Trying to find their way in a hostile world. The Depression. Knowing that they had both made one too many mistakes to ever have hope that they could return to a normal life. So they ran. We are all running. Trying to find our way to some happiness. Once we realize this, that we all basically want the same thing maybe some of the bickering and hatred can lesson. Let's hope.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Right now I’m sitting in the middle of nowhere writing about Bonnie &amp; Clyde. When I tell people this their first response is, “why would you ever want to write about them? Besides, they made that movie already.” What they don’t understand is that if you go past the legend of Bonnie &amp; Clyde and all the hoopla about how vicious they were or how many lives they ruined or how they were “white trash” or that they had no morals or education etc., you’ll find that above all else, Bonnie &amp; Clyde were human. They loved their family; they treated most captives with respect. They even gave money to those who were in need. Bonnie was a writer and wanted to be an actress. Their story is a complicated one, as most of ours are. Their legend put an end to them. Most folks thought of them as this amazon couple who were mature monsters. When the police pulled their bullet-ravaged bodies from their car they were amazed at how small they were. Clyde at five feet, Bonnie at four feet, eleven, 24 and 23 years of age.  Kids really. Trying to find their way in a hostile world. The Depression. Knowing that they had both made one too many mistakes to ever have hope that they could return to a normal life. So they ran. We are all running. Trying to find our way to some happiness. Once we realize this, that we all basically want the same thing maybe some of the bickering and hatred can lesson. Let&#8217;s hope.</p>
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