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			<title>To The Well Organized Mind</title>
			<description>Views on death, dying, and how to cope. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/imadorkofcourse/1068196/</link>
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			<title>An Oxymoron</title>
			<description>This world, in itself, is an oxymoron. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/imadorkofcourse/1060159/</link>
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			<title>The Way I see It</title>
			<description>Collection of rants, ideas, and my take on things. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/imadorkofcourse/1060158/</link>
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			<title>Let the Good Times Roll</title>
			<description>Idon&amp;rsquo;t remember what he said that made me laugh so hard. All I remember is thatwe were playing the Narnia version of Stratego. We had to be about 10 and 11,or parents had left for the night, and it was just the two of us. He mentionedsomething about the white witch that left me rolling..</description>
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			<title>To Sum it Up</title>
			<description>The other day, I asked my brother what I should write about, and he replied &quot;me!&quot; So here I am, writing a memoir about my childhood with my brother, my best friend. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/imadorkofcourse/1059885/</link>
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			<title>Introductions</title>
			<description>Meet the 2012 camp Kikicaw staff, from the slightly sane ones to the completely insane ones. (every staff member is based on a real person) </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/imadorkofcourse/1059620/</link>
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			<title>That Summer</title>
			<description>In July they were Strangers, in August it hurt to say goodbye.
The tales of the young staff at Camp Kikicaw, Lake George New York. 
The friends, the campers, the laughs, the fun, and the pain.</description>
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