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			<title>Every rose has its thorn...</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Jeramy wades through a crowd of suits and cocktail dresses. He makes his way toward the foyer to say his goodbyes to Mr Freeman. He stands aside and waits a moment, not wanting to interupt a conversation going on between Mr Freeman and his daughter. After a few moments he comes ..</description>
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			<title>One Faithful Night</title>
			<description>I took her hand in mine and shivered slightly as pleasure coursed through my veins and prickled out over my skin. She smiled and lead me down the steps and towards the eastern field. The moon, full and heavy in the early autumn sky, silvered a narrow path that softly curved down the field and up a h..</description>
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