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		<dc:creator>Beth Pattee</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 21 Apr 2010 18:08:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>What comes next is a man who approaches, leans over and let&#039;s you know that he recognizes you from &quot;Mulhalland Drive&quot;. As always Susan, you captured the moments and whimsically painted them into words. I enjoyed the pictures they translated into in my mind. 
Enjoying the vicarious journey!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>What comes next is a man who approaches, leans over and let&#8217;s you know that he recognizes you from &#8220;Mulhalland Drive&#8221;. As always Susan, you captured the moments and whimsically painted them into words. I enjoyed the pictures they translated into in my mind.<br />
Enjoying the vicarious journey!</p>
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		<dc:creator>Nikole Hahn</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Mar 2010 15:47:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>An awkward beginning, but it became such a fun sounding evening.  When I was single, I braved dining alone on a Friday night.  Now THAT takes bravery!  Although, I did allow intimidation in and at times, picked up food to go and dined in front of the television.  Not as much fun.  lol.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>An awkward beginning, but it became such a fun sounding evening.  When I was single, I braved dining alone on a Friday night.  Now THAT takes bravery!  Although, I did allow intimidation in and at times, picked up food to go and dined in front of the television.  Not as much fun.  lol.</p>
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		<dc:creator>Susan</dc:creator>
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		<description>Oh Diana, Acqui Terme is such a lovely town!  We had the same welcoming experience there. I love your statement &quot;Tables felt more lonely there.&quot;  That is the perfect way to describe it. Thanks for taking the time to respond :)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Oh Diana, Acqui Terme is such a lovely town!  We had the same welcoming experience there. I love your statement &#8220;Tables felt more lonely there.&#8221;  That is the perfect way to describe it. Thanks for taking the time to respond <img src='http://susanpohlman.com/blog/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<dc:creator>Diana Baur</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Feb 2010 17:50:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Nice.  I could feel it.    It reminded me of several instances in my life where work or circumstance had caused me to dine alone.  When it would happen here in Acqui Terme when I would come to check our construction project, it was always a pleasure because the locals always took care of me and were charming, making doubly sure I was comfortable.  In the States, my eyes always searched for a bar the restaurant that I could sit at and read my paper.  Tables felt more lonely there.   

Lovely post.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Nice.  I could feel it.    It reminded me of several instances in my life where work or circumstance had caused me to dine alone.  When it would happen here in Acqui Terme when I would come to check our construction project, it was always a pleasure because the locals always took care of me and were charming, making doubly sure I was comfortable.  In the States, my eyes always searched for a bar the restaurant that I could sit at and read my paper.  Tables felt more lonely there.   </p>
<p>Lovely post.</p>
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