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			<title>The Maniac</title>
			<description>Last night my roommate, Esther, and I rushed into our apartment with just seconds to the Super Bowl kickoff. We had been shopping for libations and had spent too much time deliberating over our choices. We ran through the door and were settled comfortably on the couch even before our coats hit the f..</description>
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			<title>The Right to Criticize</title>
			<description>The right to criticizeMust be earnedEven if the adviceIs constructive in nature.Before you are entitled to tinkerWith another person's self-esteem,You are obligated first to demonstrateYour respect for him as a person.&amp;nbsp;[I am the sister of &amp;quot;Anne Camden&amp;quot; who died 7/16/..</description>
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			<title>Things in the Dark</title>
			<description>Things in the darkCan feel you straining to listen for them,And then they are even more carefulTo be quiet.&amp;nbsp;[I am the sister of &amp;quot;Anne Camden&amp;quot; who died 7/16/2008. In going through some of her belongings, I came across some things she wrote years ago (all before 1993). I have ..</description>
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			<title>That&amp;#2013266066;s Nice</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;It&amp;rsquo;s nice when he kisses me, just the tip of his moist sweet tongue flicking the tip of mine,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; that&amp;rsquo;s nice&amp;hellip;It&amp;rsquo;s nice when he cups my face and searches the windows of my eyes for my soul,that&amp;r..</description>
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			<title>He calls me Anne</title>
			<description>My friends and family tell me, &amp;ldquo;They are the enemy. They will hurt you, so you should hurt them first.&amp;rdquo;Their friends and family tell them, &amp;ldquo;They are the enemy. They will hurt you, so you should hurt them first.&amp;rdquo;I hear and I nod while I sigh but I don&amp;rsquo;t listen an..</description>
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