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			<title>Incompetence</title>
			<description>Tales from the soul</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smexygeek/707193/</link>
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			<title>Nonverbal Communication Essay</title>
			<description>A look into the elements of nonverbal communication</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smexygeek/271824/</link>
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			<title>Rambling</title>
			<description>Rambling thoughts with no apparent point...free writing</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smexygeek/223033/</link>
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			<title>Bosom</title>
			<description>What are these things upon my chest?I&amp;rsquo;m too young to have breasts.I Camouflage with baggy clothes.It doesn&amp;rsquo;t help; I&amp;rsquo;m exposed.&amp;nbsp;Little boys don&amp;rsquo;t know what to doNot mature enough to say &amp;ldquo;Whoo-hoo!&amp;rdquo;I daily tolerate their spiteful jeers,Admittin..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smexygeek/207175/</link>
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			<title>The first time</title>
			<description>ode to wasted youth</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smexygeek/204097/</link>
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			<title>Happiness is overrated</title>
			<description>Self-discovery in the persuit of happiness</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smexygeek/202034/</link>
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			<title>Media Musings</title>
			<description>Modern-day technology is slowly absorbing humanity's identity through exploiting the present and idolizing what is planned for the future. History is left in textbooks as children learn from television and pop icons. People identify with what they know and fear or pity the unknown. It is the duty of..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smexygeek/184455/</link>
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			<title>Mr. Write</title>
			<description>Mr. Write&amp;nbsp;From the moment we were introduced, I felt a longing for your touch.Something about you is so intriguing,Your presence&amp;rsquo;s just too much.&amp;nbsp;Your eyes, so dark and mysterious,I feel them gazing through my soul.Your demeanor&amp;rsquo;s so inviting,My inhibitions ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smexygeek/183625/</link>
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			<title>The Tree</title>
			<description>Driving past the twinkling lights of downtown, Randy thought about what he and his mother would do to celebrate this year. &amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Mom, will we have a tree?&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;Because his attention was focused out the drizzle-streaked window, Randy didn&amp;rsquo;t notice the cringe that momentari..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smexygeek/172955/</link>
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			<title>Loving Hands</title>
			<description>Our conversation was idle banteras the evening played in my head.I ignored comments about the decor&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; and waded the niceties with unhearing dread.&amp;nbsp;We maneuvered to the bedroom&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smexygeek/167359/</link>
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			<title>Love is a Contact Sport</title>
			<description>Written for a contest</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smexygeek/164752/</link>
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			<title>Broken Families</title>
			<description>Surviving a broken family is difficult no matter which way you look at it, but if you do survive, what's next? For me, the product of a divorced parental unit, I tend to cling to any and all idealized version of family in existence. For instance, my father married five times total. Each time he marr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smexygeek/164507/</link>
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			<title>We Used to Kiss</title>
			<description>With our first kiss there was no doubt Our love was designated.Shockingly sweet, this peck on the cheekNothing more was needed.&amp;nbsp;In the course of years we&amp;rsquo;ve grown in loveWe&amp;rsquo;ve lived in contentmentWe survive the mundane, trying hard to maintainNothing more is needed...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smexygeek/161979/</link>
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			<title>Summary of a Patient's past history</title>
			<description>Part 1 Summary of patient case historyDaniel H. KlindJanuary 5, 1942&amp;nbsp;The following information was given confidentially by William J. Klind, Daniel&amp;rsquo;s uncle in the confines of his jail in Des Moines, Iowa.&amp;nbsp;Background information:&amp;nbsp; Daniel was born on June 4, 1931, a ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smexygeek/160682/</link>
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			<title>Writer's Block</title>
			<description>A highly successful children's author falls to the ails of writer's block.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smexygeek/159450/</link>
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			<title>Cindy's Hair</title>
			<description>It looked horrible. Nothing Cindy did could help her thin, lifeless hair. Foolishly, she had rushed to the nearest franchised beauty shop the moment she found out that her regular hairdresser was on vacation and wouldn&amp;rsquo;t be able to work her in until the middle of next month. Besides, Felicity ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/smexygeek/158625/</link>
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