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	<title>Dimmick Family &#187; Edgar Allan Poe</title>
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		<title>The Tell-Tale Beat – XKCD</title>
		<link>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/05/the-tell-tale-beat-xkcd/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 14 May 2010 16:05:18 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>scott</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Ever since I murdered Daft Punk and hid their bodies beneath the floorboards, I&#8217;ve been Haunted by this POUNDING. Unn-tsS Unn-tsS Unn-tsS Source: http://xkcd.com/740/]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[Ever since I murdered Daft Punk and hid their bodies beneath the floorboards, I&#8217;ve been Haunted by this POUNDING. Unn-tsS Unn-tsS Unn-tsS Source: http://xkcd.com/740/]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Tell-Tale Heart</title>
		<link>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/03/the-tell-tale-heart/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Mar 2010 22:00:17 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>scott</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe (published 1850) TRUE! &#8212; nervous &#8212; very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses &#8212; not destroyed &#8212; not dulled them. Above all was the ...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe (published 1850) TRUE! &#8212; nervous &#8212; very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses &#8212; not destroyed &#8212; not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Masque of the Red Death</title>
		<link>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/03/the-masque-of-the-red-death/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 01 Mar 2010 19:57:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>scott</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Edgar Allan Poe]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Short Stories]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe (published 1850) THE &#8220;Red Death&#8221; had long devastated the country. No pestilence had ever been so fatal, or so hideous. Blood was its Avator and its seal — the redness and the horror of blood. There were sharp pains, and...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe (published 1850) THE &#8220;Red Death&#8221; had long devastated the country. No pestilence had ever been so fatal, or so hideous. Blood was its Avator and its seal — the redness and the horror of blood. There were sharp pains, and sudden dizziness, and then profuse bleeding at the pores, with dissolution.]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Alone</title>
		<link>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/02/alone/</link>
		<comments>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/02/alone/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Feb 2010 20:30:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>scott</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe (published 1875) From childhood&#8217;s hour I have not been As others were &#8212; I have not seen As others saw &#8212; I could not bring My passions from a common spring &#8211; From the same source I have not taken My sorrow &#38;#82...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe (published 1875) From childhood&#8217;s hour I have not been As others were &#8212; I have not seen As others saw &#8212; I could not bring My passions from a common spring &#8211; From the same source I have not taken My sorrow &#8212; I could not awaken My heart to joy]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Annabel Lee</title>
		<link>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/02/annabel-lee/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Feb 2010 20:29:31 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>scott</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe (published 1849) It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE;&#8211; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe (published 1849) It was many and many a year ago, In a kingdom by the sea, That a maiden there lived whom you may know By the name of ANNABEL LEE;&#8211; And this maiden she lived with no other thought Than to love and be loved by me. She was a]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Bells</title>
		<link>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/02/the-bells/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Feb 2010 20:21:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>scott</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe (published 1849) I. HEAR the sledges with the bells &#8211; Silver bells ! What a world of merriment their melody foretells ! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night ! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heaven...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe (published 1849) I. HEAR the sledges with the bells &#8211; Silver bells ! What a world of merriment their melody foretells ! How they tinkle, tinkle, tinkle, In the icy air of night ! While the stars that oversprinkle All the heavens, seem to twinkle With a crystalline delight ; Keeping]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Dream-Land</title>
		<link>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/02/dream-land/</link>
		<comments>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/02/dream-land/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Feb 2010 20:20:34 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>scott</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe (published 1844) By a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, On a black throne reigns upright, I have reached these lands but newly From an ultimate dim Thule &#8211; From a wild weird cl...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe (published 1844) By a route obscure and lonely, Haunted by ill angels only, Where an Eidolon, named NIGHT, On a black throne reigns upright, I have reached these lands but newly From an ultimate dim Thule &#8211; From a wild weird clime that lieth, sublime, Out of SPACE &#8212; out of]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>A Dream Within A Dream</title>
		<link>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/02/a-dream-within-a-dream/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Feb 2010 20:19:43 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>scott</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe
(published 1850)
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow &#8211;
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe
(published 1850)
Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow &#8211;
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Eldorado</title>
		<link>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/02/eldorado/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Feb 2010 20:18:42 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>The Raven</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe
(published 1849)
GAILY bedight,
A gallant knight,
In sunshine and in shadow,
Had journeyed long,
Singing a song,
In search of Eldorado.
But he grew old &#8211;
This knight so bold &#8211;
And o&#8217;er his heart a shadow
Fell as he found
No spot of ground
That looked like Eldorado.
And, as his strength
Failed him at length,
He met a pilgrim shadow &#8211;
&#8220;Shadow,&#8221; said he,
&#8220;Where can]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe
(published 1849)
GAILY bedight,
A gallant knight,
In sunshine and in shadow,
Had journeyed long,
Singing a song,
In search of Eldorado.
But he grew old &#8211;
This knight so bold &#8211;
And o&#8217;er his heart a shadow
Fell as he found
No spot of ground
That looked like Eldorado.
And, as his strength
Failed him at length,
He met a pilgrim shadow &#8211;
&#8220;Shadow,&#8221; said he,
&#8220;Where can]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Sleeper</title>
		<link>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/02/the-sleeper/</link>
		<comments>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/02/the-sleeper/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Feb 2010 20:17:08 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>The Raven</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe
(published 1831)
At midnight, in the month of June,
I stand beneath the mystic moon.
An opiate vapor, dewy, dim,
Exhales from out her golden rim,
And, softly dripping, drop by drop,
Upon the quiet mountain top,
Steals drowsily and musically
Into the universal valley.
The rosemary nods upon the grave;
The lily lolls upon the wave;
Wrapping the fog about its breast,
The]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe
(published 1831)
At midnight, in the month of June,
I stand beneath the mystic moon.
An opiate vapor, dewy, dim,
Exhales from out her golden rim,
And, softly dripping, drop by drop,
Upon the quiet mountain top,
Steals drowsily and musically
Into the universal valley.
The rosemary nods upon the grave;
The lily lolls upon the wave;
Wrapping the fog about its breast,
The]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>For Annie</title>
		<link>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/02/for-annie/</link>
		<comments>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/02/for-annie/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Feb 2010 20:15:36 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>The Raven</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe
(published 1849)
Thank Heaven! the crisis &#8211;
The danger is past,
And the lingering illness
Is over at last &#8211;
And the fever called &#8220;Living&#8221;
Is conquered at last.
Sadly, I know
I am shorn of my strength,
And no muscle I move
As I lie at full length &#8211;
But no matter! &#8212; I feel
I am better at length.
And I rest so [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe
(published 1849)
Thank Heaven! the crisis &#8211;
The danger is past,
And the lingering illness
Is over at last &#8211;
And the fever called &#8220;Living&#8221;
Is conquered at last.
Sadly, I know
I am shorn of my strength,
And no muscle I move
As I lie at full length &#8211;
But no matter! &#8212; I feel
I am better at length.
And I rest so [...]]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>To The River</title>
		<link>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/02/to-the-river/</link>
		<comments>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/02/to-the-river/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Feb 2010 19:17:52 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>The Raven</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe
(published 1829)
Fair river! in thy bright, clear flow
Of crystal, wandering water,
Thou art an emblem of the glow
Of beauty &#8212; the unhidden heart &#8211;
The playful maziness of art
In old Alberto&#8217;s daughter;
But when within thy wave she looks &#8211;
Which glistens then, and trembles &#8211;
Why, then, the prettiest of brooks
Her worshipper resembles;
For in my heart, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe
(published 1829)
Fair river! in thy bright, clear flow
Of crystal, wandering water,
Thou art an emblem of the glow
Of beauty &#8212; the unhidden heart &#8211;
The playful maziness of art
In old Alberto&#8217;s daughter;
But when within thy wave she looks &#8211;
Which glistens then, and trembles &#8211;
Why, then, the prettiest of brooks
Her worshipper resembles;
For in my heart, [...]]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Conqueror Worm</title>
		<link>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/02/the-conqueror-worm/</link>
		<comments>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/02/the-conqueror-worm/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Thu, 18 Feb 2010 19:09:27 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>The Raven</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe
(published 1843)
Lo! &#8217;tis a gala night
Within the lonesome latter years!
An angel throng, bewinged, bedight
In veils, and drowned in tears,
Sit in a theatre, to see
A play of hopes and fears,
While the orchestra breathes fitfully
The music of the spheres.
Mimes, in the form of God on high,
Mutter and mumble low,
And hither and thither fly-
Mere puppets [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe
(published 1843)
Lo! &#8217;tis a gala night
Within the lonesome latter years!
An angel throng, bewinged, bedight
In veils, and drowned in tears,
Sit in a theatre, to see
A play of hopes and fears,
While the orchestra breathes fitfully
The music of the spheres.
Mimes, in the form of God on high,
Mutter and mumble low,
And hither and thither fly-
Mere puppets [...]]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The City in the Sea</title>
		<link>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/02/the-city-in-the-sea/</link>
		<comments>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/02/the-city-in-the-sea/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Feb 2010 17:19:16 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>The Raven</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe
(published 1831)
Lo! Death has reared himself a throne
In a strange city lying alone
Far down within the dim West,
Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best
Have gone to their eternal rest.
There shrines and palaces and towers
(Time-eaten towers that tremble not!)
Resemble nothing that is ours.
Around, by lifting winds forgot,
Resignedly beneath [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe
(published 1831)
Lo! Death has reared himself a throne
In a strange city lying alone
Far down within the dim West,
Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best
Have gone to their eternal rest.
There shrines and palaces and towers
(Time-eaten towers that tremble not!)
Resemble nothing that is ours.
Around, by lifting winds forgot,
Resignedly beneath [...]]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Haunted Palace</title>
		<link>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/02/the-haunted-palace/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Feb 2010 03:42:12 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>The Raven</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe
(published 1839)
In the greenest of our valleys
By good angels tenanted,
Once a fair and stately palace-
Radiant palace- reared its head.
In the monarch Thought&#8217;s dominion-
It stood there!
Never seraph spread a pinion
Over fabric half so fair!
Banners yellow, glorious, golden,
On its roof did float and flow,
(This- all this- was in the olden
Time long ago,)
And every gentle [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe
(published 1839)
In the greenest of our valleys
By good angels tenanted,
Once a fair and stately palace-
Radiant palace- reared its head.
In the monarch Thought&#8217;s dominion-
It stood there!
Never seraph spread a pinion
Over fabric half so fair!
Banners yellow, glorious, golden,
On its roof did float and flow,
(This- all this- was in the olden
Time long ago,)
And every gentle [...]]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Spirits of the Dead</title>
		<link>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/02/spirits-of-the-dead/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Feb 2010 17:48:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>The Raven</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe
(published 1829)
Thy soul shall find itself alone
&#8216;Mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone &#8211;
Not one, of all the crowd, to pry
Into thine hour of secrecy:
Be silent in that solitude
Which is not loneliness &#8212; for then
The spirits of the dead who stood
In life before thee are again
In death around thee &#8212; and their [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe
(published 1829)
Thy soul shall find itself alone
&#8216;Mid dark thoughts of the grey tomb-stone &#8211;
Not one, of all the crowd, to pry
Into thine hour of secrecy:
Be silent in that solitude
Which is not loneliness &#8212; for then
The spirits of the dead who stood
In life before thee are again
In death around thee &#8212; and their [...]]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Valley of Unrest</title>
		<link>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/02/the-valley-of-unrest/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 10 Feb 2010 20:11:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>The Raven</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Edgar Allan Poe]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe
(published 1845)
Once it smiled a silent dell
Where the people did not dwell;
They had gone unto the wars,
Trusting to the mild-eyed stars,
Nightly, from their azure towers,
To keep watch above the flowers,
In the midst of which all day
The red sun-light lazily lay.
Now each visitor shall confess
The sad valley&#8217;s restlessness.
Nothing there is motionless &#8211;
Nothing save [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe
(published 1845)
Once it smiled a silent dell
Where the people did not dwell;
They had gone unto the wars,
Trusting to the mild-eyed stars,
Nightly, from their azure towers,
To keep watch above the flowers,
In the midst of which all day
The red sun-light lazily lay.
Now each visitor shall confess
The sad valley&#8217;s restlessness.
Nothing there is motionless &#8211;
Nothing save [...]]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>The Raven</title>
		<link>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/02/the-raven/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Feb 2010 22:51:28 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>The Raven</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Edgar Allan Poe]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Poetry]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe
(published 1845)
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
&#8220;&#8216;Tis some visitor,&#8221; I muttered, &#8220;tapping at my chamber door-
Only this, and nothing [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[by Edgar Allan Poe
(published 1845)
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
&#8220;&#8216;Tis some visitor,&#8221; I muttered, &#8220;tapping at my chamber door-
Only this, and nothing [...]]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>“A Mystery All Insoluble”</title>
		<link>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/01/a-mystery-all-insoluble/</link>
		<comments>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2010/01/a-mystery-all-insoluble/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Jan 2010 16:49:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>The Raven</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Edgar Allan Poe]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Every year for the past six decades, a shadowy visitor would leave roses and a half-empty bottle of cognac on Poe&#8217;s grave on the anniversary of the writer&#8217;s birth. This year, no one showed.
&#8220;Did the mysterious &#8220;Poe toaster&#8221; meet his own mortal end? Did some kind of ghastly misfortune befall him? Will he be heard [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[&#8220;Every year for the past six decades, a shadowy visitor would leave roses and a half-empty bottle of cognac on Poe&#8217;s grave on the anniversary of the writer&#8217;s birth. This year, no one showed.
&#8220;Did the mysterious &#8220;Poe toaster&#8221; meet his own mortal end? Did some kind of ghastly misfortune befall him? Will he be heard [...]]]></content:encoded>
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		<title>Haunted Poe</title>
		<link>http://www.thenevermoor.com/2009/10/haunted-poe/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 16 Oct 2009 19:12:41 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>The Raven</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Edgar Allan Poe]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Haunted Houses]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Theater]]></category>

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		<description><![CDATA[160 years after his mysterious death, Edgar Allan Poe returns from the grave to haunt you with his most terrifying tales and poems. In a 10,000 square foot warehouse in South Philadelphia, Brat Productions presents a unique and utterly theatrical take on a Halloween tradition—the Haunted House. You move from room to room. Down twisting [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[160 years after his mysterious death, Edgar Allan Poe returns from the grave to haunt you with his most terrifying tales and poems. In a 10,000 square foot warehouse in South Philadelphia, Brat Productions presents a unique and utterly theatrical take on a Halloween tradition—the Haunted House. You move from room to room. Down twisting [...]]]></content:encoded>
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