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		<title>Laughter is the sound of love</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[The kids were playing with their friends yesterday afternoon, running through the house, through the yard, feet stomping up and down stairs, and all the while the non-stop sound of laughter echoed through the halls, sometimes far away, a murmur, sometimes bursting unexpectedly into glorious explosions of joy. It was comforting. Like I&#8217;m doing something [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The kids were playing with their friends yesterday afternoon, running through the house, through the yard, feet stomping up and down stairs, and all the while the non-stop sound of laughter echoed through the halls, sometimes far away, a murmur, sometimes bursting unexpectedly into glorious explosions of joy.</p>
<p>It was comforting. Like I&#8217;m doing something right. Like the sound of fresh-baked bread crackling on the counter as it cools. Like the smell of shaving lotion and the satisfied feel of a good shave. Like the fit of your wife&#8217;s hand in your hand. All of that times infinity.</p>
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