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	<title>Comments on: Ballinamore Festival 2010 Brochure</title>
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		<title>By: Gregory Smyth</title>
		<link>http://www.ballinamore.ie/2010/07/ballinamore-festival-2010-brochure/comment-page-1/#comment-50</link>
		<dc:creator>Gregory Smyth</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 05 Aug 2010 12:36:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hello Zaharia
 Great to hear from you. Hope you are still palying basketball.. Say hello to Adullah and all your family
Gregory Smyth</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hello Zaharia<br />
 Great to hear from you. Hope you are still palying basketball.. Say hello to Adullah and all your family<br />
Gregory Smyth</p>
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		<title>By: Zaharia Ahmed</title>
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		<dc:creator>Zaharia Ahmed</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Aug 2010 18:30:18 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I wont forget the day I came from Africa.
I thought it would be difficult to cope with other people
but it was different to what I was thinking
the people were nice to me and my family
I had too many friends 
we lived with great happiness while we were there
we cant forget nd we will never forget with the wellbeing 
and the love and every kind of community gathering that we got 
from the people and as im writting this tears fill my eyes
on behalf of my family I just want to say thank you to everyone  
and we love ballinamore and the people in Ballinamore miss you all

i have been there ,done that  , and loved it ,
                        BALLINAMORE</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I wont forget the day I came from Africa.<br />
I thought it would be difficult to cope with other people<br />
but it was different to what I was thinking<br />
the people were nice to me and my family<br />
I had too many friends<br />
we lived with great happiness while we were there<br />
we cant forget nd we will never forget with the wellbeing<br />
and the love and every kind of community gathering that we got<br />
from the people and as im writting this tears fill my eyes<br />
on behalf of my family I just want to say thank you to everyone<br />
and we love ballinamore and the people in Ballinamore miss you all</p>
<p>i have been there ,done that  , and loved it ,<br />
                        BALLINAMORE</p>
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		<title>By: michael bohan</title>
		<link>http://www.ballinamore.ie/2010/07/ballinamore-festival-2010-brochure/comment-page-1/#comment-35</link>
		<dc:creator>michael bohan</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Jul 2010 16:03:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I can remeber being a small boy and coming over from England. i thought my dad francis was a big man but he was nothing to the size of my uncle Michael. the cattle market used to take place in the high street, every body seemed to have all the time in the world. The smell of fresh grash, hay, and the falling rain will always live with me. i still love soda cake and butter milk. A far cry from the super market.

Ballinamore will always be in my heart.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I can remeber being a small boy and coming over from England. i thought my dad francis was a big man but he was nothing to the size of my uncle Michael. the cattle market used to take place in the high street, every body seemed to have all the time in the world. The smell of fresh grash, hay, and the falling rain will always live with me. i still love soda cake and butter milk. A far cry from the super market.</p>
<p>Ballinamore will always be in my heart.</p>
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