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			<title>Pistol</title>
			<description>Welcome to the underworld child, have you heard of me? Stumble down the crooked ways, you'll hear 'em whisper words of meThose people don't talk about me much 'cause it's preferred to bea necessary caution: they're concerned of me,&amp;nbsp;certainlyRipples in the time-space continuum, it's occurred to ..</description>
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			<title>Tough to Remember</title>
			<description>I caught myselfslipping into a reverie yet again. &amp;nbsp;It always happenedwhen it was dark outside, and the memories would seem particularly vivid if Istared out of my apartment window, which occurred often. Most of them wouldmake me think about Will. I shook my head feverishly at th..</description>
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			<title>There Are No Cinderellas</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;I want what all men want. I just want it more.&amp;rdquo;-Achilles&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I stood there in the middle of thegym, my clothes soaked from perspiration as I worked my way around thetrainer&amp;rsquo;s pads. Every sharp move I made wa..</description>
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