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		<description>The original writings of author Jeff</description>
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			<title>Still</title>
			<description>Dunno... I forced it. I'm not sure if I like it or not...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/671786/</link>
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			<title>*twitch* My Muse *twitch*</title>
			<description>OnTap1-slash-Allow Me to Set the Scene</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/667482/</link>
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			<title>It's Not Easy Being Green</title>
			<description>OnTap#2</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/666180/</link>
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			<title>The Charlie Browniest</title>
			<description>Fall was slowly relinquishing its&amp;rsquo; hold of the wondrous sights and smells that made up Brandon&amp;rsquo;s favorite season; giving way to winter&amp;rsquo;s icy grip which inevitably paved the way for the looming holiday season. Brandon liked Thanksgiving well enough, but Christmas had been bothering ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/657851/</link>
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			<title>My God, You're Beautiful</title>
			<description>I saw this woman while waiting for the train this morning.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/610600/</link>
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			<title>The Ride Back</title>
			<description>My entire life, I have never had a more restful sleep than I did with Lauren in my arms. During the trip, I dreamed of that morning's events that almost made us miss the bus. The dream was exceptionally vivid,&amp;nbsp;wonderfully erotic and went MUCH further than we had in reality. The effect the dream..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/491068/</link>
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			<title>Working Soundtrack Listing</title>
			<description>As I tweak and update this story, I will continue to add more and more songs. The actual songs are available for your listening pleasure on my profile page.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/357626/</link>
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			<title>Have a Little Faith</title>
			<description>I finally found Lauren in an empty corner of the park, near a changing area. She was fully dressed again, sitting on the concrete with her back to me. I could hear her crying quietly.I approached silently and sat down near her, &quot;Lauren, I am so sorry...&quot;&quot;For what? I'm not mad at you.&quot; she mumble..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/349793/</link>
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			<title>It's Not What You Think</title>
			<description>Lauren and I decided to spend the better part of the day at the water park. We went on a few of the dry rides on our way to the water park with Austin and Jessica and told them that we'd save them some lounges for when they were ready to join us.We found four lounge chairs by the wave pool. I kick..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/349726/</link>
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			<title>Leave Out All The Rest</title>
			<description>Austin and Jessica had saved us the pair of seats behind them.&amp;nbsp; As we boarded the bus and took our seats, it was fairly plain to see that the flush of our cheeks wasn't just from hurrying to pack up and make it to the bus in time.Austin and Jessica ogled us, waiting for us to speak first. We ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/349456/</link>
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			<title>The Next Morning</title>
			<description>The sun shone brightly in the window, relinquishing sleep's hold on me. I was aware of two very important things: First, I didn't recognize the feel of the bed I was in. Second, and more importantly, Lauren was lying on top of me and kissing my cheek, neck and ear.&quot;Good morning.&quot; she breathed into..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/349020/</link>
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			<title>...it can only delay it for a while...</title>
			<description>Continuing from Lauren's perspective.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/349014/</link>
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			<title>In Another's Eyes</title>
			<description>I'm going to try this one from Lauren's perspective.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/348841/</link>
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			<title>Prom Night</title>
			<description>The night of the prom finally arrived. With the limo waiting outside, I stood in the den nervously anticipating Lauren's descent from upstairs.&amp;nbsp; I was nervous because Lauren's natural beauty to me was so stunning that I was anxious to see what vision would grace me with her presence. Mine and L..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/348768/</link>
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			<title>The Promise</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;You gotta do what your heart tells you to do. Let me tell you somethin' right now. You're only allowed three great women in your lifetime. They come along like the great fighters, every ten years. Rocky Marciano. Sugar Ray Robinson. Joe Louis. Sometimes you get 'em all at once. Me? I had my t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/348765/</link>
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			<title>Picnic in the Park</title>
			<description>The days and weeks passed in a blur. My teachers were progressively becoming fonder of me as I finally began applying myself to my studies, reflecting in a sharp rise in my gpa from a 2.9 to a 3.8. I hadn&amp;rsquo;t skipped a single class since I had met Lauren, not that I had been skipping a lot, but ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/348764/</link>
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			<title>Kayla's Approval</title>
			<description>The rain returned the following morning, so instead of walking as I had planned (to steal more time from the day to spend with my new girlfriend); I had an extra passenger on the way to school. Austin grumbled loudly about having to sit in the cramped space of the back seat in my car until I reminde..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/348762/</link>
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			<title>In the Beginning...</title>
			<description>A rainy Monday morning started off the second full week of school.&amp;nbsp;Even though I hated school, I still managed to arrive about an hour before classes started. I was sitting in&amp;nbsp;a classroom with my best friend Austin and a few of our friends, talking about the weekend and catching up on home..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/348760/</link>
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			<title>All This and $10 on Two</title>
			<description>As I realized how long the story was getting, I decided to break it up into chapters to make it less daunting for those of you wonderful people who actually want to read it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/348758/</link>
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			<title>Be Careful What You Wish For...</title>
			<description>this is what happens when I try to push through writer's-block with coffee and screamo. hate it if you like, constructive criticism is always appreciated.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/324364/</link>
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			<title>Ryan and Karina (Working Title)</title>
			<description>A prelude to 'It Snowed Again Last Night...'</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/283903/</link>
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			<title>Mystery Title</title>
			<description>Submission for Contest</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/271873/</link>
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			<title>The Inevitable Appointment</title>
			<description>For a contest of the same name.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/176259/</link>
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			<title>Life</title>
			<description>I just finished reading &amp;quot;The Meaning of Life&amp;quot; by Sad Little Read Angel and it got me thinking, 'What do *I* think it's all about?'</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/176252/</link>
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			<title>It Snowed Again Last Night...</title>
			<description>There's just something about waking up to snow...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/175873/</link>
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			<title>The Invisible Man</title>
			<description>I have just finished reading Emily Burns' &amp;quot;The Invisible Woman&amp;quot; and it inspired me to write this.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LookOutBello/175823/</link>
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