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			<title>The First Birth</title>
			<description>A story of the first birth, translated in English for the first time.</description>
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			<title>Passing Through</title>
			<description>There it is. It&amp;rsquo;s always there. And yet it&amp;rsquo;s not. Or at least it doesn&amp;rsquo;t appear to be. But whenever he gets close to it, he finds out it is, and always will be. Sometimes it slides back, but not in enough time. There&amp;rsquo;s never enough time. It must be miles away, but he couldn&amp;r..</description>
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			<title>A Drowning Man's Thoughts</title>
			<description>You can&amp;rsquo;t breathe when you&amp;rsquo;re underwater. You can&amp;rsquo;t hear when you&amp;rsquo;re underwater. You can&amp;rsquo;t talk when you&amp;rsquo;re underwater, as if there were anyone to hear the words you can&amp;rsquo;t speak. The lines of the water from the rays of the sun only disorient you further. A..</description>
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