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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>Lunch with his friend, Ella. </description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Daryl tags an abandoned store front and has a run in with the police. 
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			<title>Sometimes, When it's Hard to Speak</title>
			<description>Daryl Prichard faces his demons in new masks, in cycles of gain and loss. Through vandalism, alcoholism, broken noses, directing an independent movie, an affair with a married actress, and death. </description>
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			<title>&quot;The Hours/Mine and Yours&quot;</title>
			<description>		 &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;What happens,&amp;rdquo; said La Maga [...] &amp;ldquo;is that&amp;nbsp;		 &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; happiness belongs to only one person, while&amp;nbsp;		 &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; misfortune seems to belong to everybody.&amp;rdquo;				 &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;#2013266048;&quot; Julio Cort&amp;aacute;zar, Hopscotch								&amp;n..</description>
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			<title>&quot;Recursion&quot;</title>
			<description>Three cigarettes are enough&amp;nbsp;to have me jittering and uneasy&amp;nbsp;again.&amp;nbsp;I'm only typing on my phone&amp;nbsp;so I feel a little less uncomfortable.I hate public places,&amp;nbsp;I hate malls, I hate the vacant store fronts,I hate anyone who stands still on an escalator.&amp;nbsp;Lately, ..</description>
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			<title>&quot;Footing&quot;</title>
			<description>A little micro fiction piece I've been working on. Feedback would be delightful.</description>
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