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	<title>Comments on: His face is lit up like the sun</title>
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		<title>By: Veronica</title>
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		<dc:creator>Veronica</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 23 Apr 2008 00:42:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>"He seems ashamed for freeing his happiness for a few moments. I know how he feels. He doesn’t speak, and I walk out the door."

It's these kinds of poignant subtleties that make Chuck's work so memorable. Sometimes I don't even realized I've been "wow'ed" until moments later when I can't stop replaying the Words in my head.</description>
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<p>It&#8217;s these kinds of poignant subtleties that make Chuck&#8217;s work so memorable. Sometimes I don&#8217;t even realized I&#8217;ve been &#8220;wow&#8217;ed&#8221; until moments later when I can&#8217;t stop replaying the Words in my head.</p>
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