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	<title>Comments on: Memorable Lines: Virginia Woolf</title>
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		<title>By: theresa k</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 25 May 2010 19:56:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Beautiful passage. I remember living in Wimbledon many years ago and having that sense of the city -- little glimpses of life going on in golden windows while I walked towards the Common after my shift at the rehabilitation centre for people released from mental institutions finished around midnight. I remember a very late dinner party, people at the table with wine glasses and the leavings of the meal strewn around them. Thanks for such a rich reminder.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Beautiful passage. I remember living in Wimbledon many years ago and having that sense of the city &#8212; little glimpses of life going on in golden windows while I walked towards the Common after my shift at the rehabilitation centre for people released from mental institutions finished around midnight. I remember a very late dinner party, people at the table with wine glasses and the leavings of the meal strewn around them. Thanks for such a rich reminder.</p>
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