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			<title>Perfume River</title>
			<description> Oh, what flesh of tuned fragrancebetter than new vinyl car seatsbetter than Aqua Velva or Old SpiceChemical plants, excrete a palpable reekanimals decay in every gutterCan you believe it?The Blast Furnace, [what feminine kisslighter than her's in this blue collar bar?]..</description>
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			<title>The True Meaning of Baseball</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Crazy Eddie sold beer nuts at Veteran's Fieldback when a man was a manand a woman was a tomatoDodge vans curled along the ridgeline stuffedwith migrant workerspromised some real relaxationJim and me drank beer in the bleachersate peanuts, watched the secon..</description>
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			<title>I do not grade on curves</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Brawny studs single team the parking lotscruising for wheelwrights on a benderUnder the sodium vapor lightMcCarthy sneers, stoned cold thugHe lumbers by, a pile of splintered boardscaught inside his boot leg jeansThe chicks dig him with his Marciano nosehis breath..</description>
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			<title>Studio at Midnight</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;In 1970 I had a studioon Wabash avenue in the Loopthird floor up on 'el' train levelRose's Records right next doorI was crazy thenpainted big things that didn't matterto satisfy Art Institute advisorsI used day-glo paints andrisked a life of lung time neon care..</description>
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			<title>Toy</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;I'm heartily sick of the kangaroo courtsslick paste up Dolly's and bad Micky FinnsLightning wanders the streets of NY tomato soup with stale crackers again&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Monotony's broken with unnbridled pa..</description>
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