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		<title>Thank You, Leesburg! We love you!</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 03 Nov 2008 17:23:48 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Seth Dean</dc:creator>
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		<category><![CDATA[Chipotle]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Crossroads Baptist]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[     It was a dark and spooky night! The children had become crazed with an insatiable thirst for all things sugar. Adults walked aimlessly along the sidewalks and roadways; the unwitting puppets of these jaggery zombies. From house to house they walked with their miniature captors, looking upon the throngs of insurmountable children roaming the streets in search of sweet crystalline delight. Was there any hope for the night? Any respite from the torrent of ghoulish children, whose bloodshot eyes were the result of roisterous consumption of confectionary nirvana??? HARK! What doth mine ears perceive? It is the sound celestial! Stereoreel the angelic herald!      Slicing through the bitter twilight, the triumphant sounds of Heaven pervaded the night air, breaching the bastions of the embattled progenitors. The stranglehold of the children began to wane, as did their fiendish appetite. Both parents and children, now released from the unforgiving grasp of [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>     It was a dark and spooky night! The children had become crazed with an insatiable thirst for all things sugar. Adults walked aimlessly along the sidewalks and roadways; the unwitting puppets of these jaggery zombies. From house to house they walked with their miniature captors, looking upon the throngs of insurmountable children roaming the streets in search of sweet crystalline delight. Was there <em>any</em> hope for the night? Any respite from the torrent of ghoulish children, whose bloodshot eyes were the result of roisterous consumption of confectionary nirvana???</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>HARK! What doth mine ears perceive? It is the sound celestial! <span style="text-decoration: underline;">Stereoreel</span> the angelic herald!</strong></p>
<p>     Slicing through the bitter twilight, the triumphant sounds of Heaven pervaded the night air, breaching the bastions of the embattled progenitors. The stranglehold of the children began to wane, as did their fiendish appetite. Both parents and children, now released from the unforgiving grasp of chocolate bloodlust, curiously trekked towards the source of the magnificent melody. </p>
<p>     And lo! Not soon after they came, all of them, to the lot of Crossroads Baptist Church, whereupon their arrival they were greeted with immediate gratification. Fulfilling both their initial aspiration and their newfound yearning, the masses, ever increasing, were blessed by the otherworldly instrumental inspiration of Stereoreel, and were also rewarded with an ample supply of candy.</p>
<p>     Awesome as none had ever witnessed was this band of young men! With breathtaking virtuosity they conquered the chords pioneered by great men before them. But, these were not merely chords; this was the once comatose ramblings of the uninspired, now unfettered by divine manifestation in the greater days of our Lord for the edification of all who would hear and to those who would listen! Moment after astounding moment passed by, each one greater than the one before it. To those who watched on bated breath, few dared to speak, afraid that they may halt the collective doyen and cease the wondrous symphony. The music rose on the wings of the moon, growing more expressly beautiful as the night lingered on. </p>
<p>     And then, at the stroke of 8, all was still.</p>
<p>     Stereoreel played no longer, and slowly the people dispersed. It was widely rumored in the town that later that night the band disguised themselves in tin foil and visited the local Chipotle to enjoy the grandiose craft of their burrito makers. Even to this day, it is said that if you visit a Chipotle, you can see the band called Stereoreel, and if it is your good fortune to happen upon them, ask them for a chair and a song. They will always oblige your request, and you shall be blessed eternally.</p>
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