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      <title>Re: Sometimes...</title>
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      <description>I feel like the Entered Apprentice, climbing the elevator shaft of the Eternal Mystery --- only to die, along with the master bricklayer, Hiram Abiff, at the end.</description>
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      <description>I feel like the Louden Candidate, just tap dancing my way through life and then having to crawl thru tunnels of vaseline.  Such a great metaphor for the life of an artist.</description>
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