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	<title>Comments on: Inner Peace</title>
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	<description>What's happened to you on the bus?</description>
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		<title>By: Aleah Madden</title>
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		<dc:creator>Aleah Madden</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Aug 2011 23:33:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was on bus 56 when a guy walked in, carrying five boxes of pizza.  He sat across from me and grinned.
    &quot;Hello!&quot; the man said in a British accent. I nodded and looked away.  &quot;Shy, are you?&quot; the man asked.  I shook my head, and took out a book.
    &quot;Well, well,&quot; the guy laughed.  I was angry now.  Why was this dude annoying me?
    The bus soon halted at a stop.  I got up and moved to the back, far away from the British man.
    Sadly he followed me.  This time he plopped down in the seat next to mine, and smiled.  I glared at him and said, &quot;Please move, I don`t have enough space.&quot; 
    After a pause; the man giggled.  He scootched closer to me.  I scootched farther away.
    Finally when me, the man, and some old lady were the only ones on the bus; he kissed me.  I was so shocked.
    I could see it coming, but it was still suprising.  It has been an year since that moment, and me and the &quot;British Guy&quot; are now married.
    He is pretty cute, so I was very happy when we proposed.  Yes we had dirty sex already, and boy, was it fun!
    So that`s my adventure!</description>
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    &#8220;Hello!&#8221; the man said in a British accent. I nodded and looked away.  &#8220;Shy, are you?&#8221; the man asked.  I shook my head, and took out a book.<br />
    &#8220;Well, well,&#8221; the guy laughed.  I was angry now.  Why was this dude annoying me?<br />
    The bus soon halted at a stop.  I got up and moved to the back, far away from the British man.<br />
    Sadly he followed me.  This time he plopped down in the seat next to mine, and smiled.  I glared at him and said, &#8220;Please move, I don`t have enough space.&#8221;<br />
    After a pause; the man giggled.  He scootched closer to me.  I scootched farther away.<br />
    Finally when me, the man, and some old lady were the only ones on the bus; he kissed me.  I was so shocked.<br />
    I could see it coming, but it was still suprising.  It has been an year since that moment, and me and the &#8220;British Guy&#8221; are now married.<br />
    He is pretty cute, so I was very happy when we proposed.  Yes we had dirty sex already, and boy, was it fun!<br />
    So that`s my adventure!</p>
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