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<feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0"><updated>2021-08-03T12:26:59Z</updated><id>tag:sursumcorda.salemsattic.com,2018:/isso/thread/post/talking-to-strangers</id><title>Comments for sursumcorda.salemsattic.com/post/talking-to-strangers</title><entry><id>tag:sursumcorda.salemsattic.com,2018:/isso/1114/3998</id><title>Comment #3998</title><updated>2021-08-03T12:26:59Z</updated><author><name>SursumCorda</name></author><link href="https://sursumcorda.salemsattic.com/post/talking-to-strangers#isso-3998" /><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Thanks, I'd forgotten that.  And I'll bet David has, too.&lt;/p&gt;</content></entry><entry><id>tag:sursumcorda.salemsattic.com,2018:/isso/1114/3997</id><title>Comment #3997</title><updated>2021-08-03T00:12:15Z</updated><author><name>Kathy Lewis</name></author><link href="https://sursumcorda.salemsattic.com/post/talking-to-strangers#isso-3997" /><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Your story about the teacher and the bullied child reminded me of another one involving your mother and a teacher: one of your brothers (David, I think) was coming home from kindergarten complaining about how boring it was.  When your mother talked to the teacher, she was assured that David was clearly not bored since he wasn't taking out his frustration by hitting other children.&lt;/p&gt;</content></entry></feed>