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			<title>Farsa</title>
			<description>Adorned in silver,la tentadora slips into the deep cerulean night.Doe eyes dressed in whispering lashes,brazen lipsthat simmer to a rousing smile,honey dripping from a jar, meditatively slow,thicker than syrup.You will call her an adulteress of the night.&amp;nbsp;Strip..</description>
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			<title>(2-14am) Ardent Malaise </title>
			<description>Welcome unveilings of the unconscious, confections of theslumberous.Though the persistence of an absence lingers,a gleaming waver -&amp;nbsp;in the settling,of the senses.Sleep now, with the meditative murmurs of pallid lipsenticing the pen:a cunning fellow,ardent yet, ..</description>
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