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	<title>Comments on: 2007: The Manhattan Project</title>
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	<description>An outlook on setting sail to Manhattan</description>
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		<title>By: Dan Vining</title>
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		<dc:creator>Dan Vining</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 21:19:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>“We can put this on our boat and have &lt;i&gt;two&lt;i&gt; American flags.”

That sounds like something I would say right before a disaster.  I&#039;m getting a better sense of the enormity of this whole adventure, now.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>“We can put this on our boat and have <i>two</i><i> American flags.”</p>
<p>That sounds like something I would say right before a disaster.  I&#8217;m getting a better sense of the enormity of this whole adventure, now.</i></p>
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		<title>By: Joseph</title>
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		<dc:creator>Joseph</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 18 Aug 2009 18:04:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What bastards!</description>
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		<title>By: Mom Trombley</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mom Trombley</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Jun 2009 15:55:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dallas,

I could not believe how much your mind-set had sunk as you relayed the story of what had happened and I tried to process what you were saying.  I knew of no words that would console you as I listened in disbelief to what you were saying.   The mere thought that someone would derive pleasure from distroying the hard work and dreams of someone else not only made me sad for you, but angered me beyond belief.  Knowing how hard you had worked on this, and your determination to succeed, frightened me that now you had to distroy what was left.  I can honestly say, this was the only time I was truly afraid for you and didn&#039;t want you to be alone.  My stomach remained in knots until I heard from you later that evening, a little tipsy but in better spirits.  Thank God for your friends as they provided a blanket of support for both you and Rob.  When you announced that you were not going to try again, I knew that your faith in the human race had been shaken.  Honestly, I quite agreed, but decided to keep that thought to myself as my heart ached for you.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dallas,</p>
<p>I could not believe how much your mind-set had sunk as you relayed the story of what had happened and I tried to process what you were saying.  I knew of no words that would console you as I listened in disbelief to what you were saying.   The mere thought that someone would derive pleasure from distroying the hard work and dreams of someone else not only made me sad for you, but angered me beyond belief.  Knowing how hard you had worked on this, and your determination to succeed, frightened me that now you had to distroy what was left.  I can honestly say, this was the only time I was truly afraid for you and didn&#8217;t want you to be alone.  My stomach remained in knots until I heard from you later that evening, a little tipsy but in better spirits.  Thank God for your friends as they provided a blanket of support for both you and Rob.  When you announced that you were not going to try again, I knew that your faith in the human race had been shaken.  Honestly, I quite agreed, but decided to keep that thought to myself as my heart ached for you.</p>
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