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			<title>Intro</title>
			<description>intro to beneath hell</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clashrckr/1050888/</link>
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			<title>Beneath Hell</title>
			<description>A horror/detective story set in a sci fi world. Arnold Bronx is investigating the disappearance of Katherine McGinnis. A case that will definitely haunt him for the rest of his life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clashrckr/1050884/</link>
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			<title>Librarian</title>
			<description>a short story, tried the best i could.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clashrckr/1038423/</link>
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			<title>Haven: The City that Feared Night(Draft)</title>
			<description>this is a small chunk from the first chapter of the book im writing, its still in the draft process. i tried to make it not so boring</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clashrckr/1036265/</link>
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			<title>BANG!</title>
			<description>a short story/poem type thing.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clashrckr/1036250/</link>
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			<title>Burning Bodies</title>
			<description>I met a beautiful girl once.&amp;nbsp;Probably the most beautiful in the world.&amp;nbsp;Everyone wanted a piece of her.&amp;nbsp;She picked me out of them all.&amp;nbsp;We fucked and fell in love.&amp;nbsp;I noticed a strange odor everytime she was around.&amp;nbsp;Shes not here anymore.&amp;nbsp;But i never forgot her scent...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/clashrckr/1036245/</link>
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			<title>The Woman from Hell</title>
			<description>I felt you breathing on my neck.Your finger tips where moving up and down my chest.Our eyes met, Bright eyes that shinned like a winters night.Your mouth is half open.My heart is pounding against my ribs.You bring your face closer to mine.Closer, closer, closer.Before our lips meet, I see you show y..</description>
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