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<p>Then, we turn the corner. A voice calls from above. We look up to discover that Michael Jackson's spirit is alive and well on the floor above the beauty parlor.</p>
<p>Notice that no one complains. Just laughs and upward-pointed cell phone cameras.</p>
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<p>&nbsp;</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>This is some sort of visual metaphor for my life...</title><id>http://www.kittensplayingpiano.com/home/2009/8/15/this-is-some-sort-of-visual-metaphor-for-my-life.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.kittensplayingpiano.com/home/2009/8/15/this-is-some-sort-of-visual-metaphor-for-my-life.html"/><author><name>Tony Semczuk</name></author><published>2009-08-15T16:53:03Z</published><updated>2009-08-15T16:53:03Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>...and not necessarily a negative one.</p>
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<p>&nbsp;</p>]]></content></entry><entry><title>...and so it begins.</title><id>http://www.kittensplayingpiano.com/home/2009/4/7/and-so-it-begins.html</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://www.kittensplayingpiano.com/home/2009/4/7/and-so-it-begins.html"/><author><name>Tony Semczuk</name></author><published>2009-04-07T20:02:18Z</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:02:18Z</updated><content type="html" xml:lang="en-US"><![CDATA[<p>Dickie: Where are we going, Stymie?</p>
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<p>Stymie: I don't know, but we're on our way!</p>]]></content></entry></feed>