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	<title>Comments on: vanilla milkshake:  soothing the buddha spirit</title>
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		<title>By: Peggy</title>
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		<dc:creator>Peggy</dc:creator>
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		<description>My favorite iguana story was when I was a teenager and came home from school one day, crossed my very messy room, and plopped down on my bed. That last movement finally stirred into action the &quot;enormous&quot; iguana that was hiding in plain sight amidst my room&#039;s detritus. I leaped back from the edge of the bed and screamed, whereupon you and Beth rushed in, to see what was the matter. Without missing a beat, you grabbed an empty shoe box, scooped up the offending lizard, and calmly marched out to the garden to release him. My hero!</description>
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