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			<title>The Intoxication of Kurthood</title>
			<description>A man is constantly mistaken for someone who seems a hell of a lot more interesting.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Garcia/1488111/</link>
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			<title>Shedding Skin</title>
			<description>I went there as a young man,a vacationer, seeking to fill some void, or to create one where flotsam andbullshit cluttered my busy brain.There was the beach, a half-mileof toe-burning sand, curved in a great cove like some fisheye vision that mightwell ha..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Garcia/780516/</link>
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			<title>What is Hyp?</title>
			<description>Wherein I mash up the dictionary with my emotional state.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Garcia/730282/</link>
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			<title>A Lament</title>
			<description>You were a sail on the horizon, a sliver of white shimmering on a vast glittery backdrop of bluegrey sea and severe skyof india blue.&amp;nbsp;In a moment, you were gone.And now you are the oil rendered morning, rife with frozen flames of orange madness, that will become the wan watercolor white of mi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Garcia/717119/</link>
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			<title>a few simple questions</title>
			<description>What is the scent of life?What is the nature of nature?&amp;nbsp;the silence between heartbeats,the darkness between breaths,the shadows between visions,the spaces between instants.&amp;nbsp;stop dead,smile,andsense that the void is vital.&amp;nbsp;What is the secret of death?What is the nature of the unnatural..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Garcia/717117/</link>
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			<title>Advent Under Chamber Street</title>
			<description>A stranger picks a pocket, steals a wallet, and leads an average man beneath a Manhattan street to a forgotten subway platform.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Garcia/707524/</link>
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			<title>The Gulf</title>
			<description>This is a sort of experimental piece, tracking the experiences of two brothers. One goes to war, while the other lives out a troubled life in the States.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Garcia/707281/</link>
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			<title>A Waltz</title>
			<description>This story is published in a humble-yet-mighty Literary Journal called The Helix. Don't tell them I'm posting it here, ok?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Garcia/305579/</link>
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			<title>(several applications of the word) Can't</title>
			<description>This is what it's like to lose an illusion.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Garcia/294280/</link>
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			<title>Option Number Three, Approach Number One</title>
			<description>This absurd piece of fiction is my commentary on the &quot;Big Brother&quot; approach to government that seems pervasive in the west lately. Please feel free to blame George W.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Garcia/293313/</link>
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