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			<title>The Beginning</title>
			<description>	Cathy runs into Kelly's house ratherlate. Well, rather that she was late in arriving. She pulls her blondhair off to the side as she opens the back door of the old house. Thefamiliar smoky smell of Kelly's parent's cigarettes overcomes Cathyas she goes to Kelly's bedroom in the basement. Sh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JudithReznor/1198207/</link>
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			<title> Ace of Hearts</title>
			<description>For those of you who have read my short stories, you'll find all of it combined and intertwined in this in some way! </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JudithReznor/1197696/</link>
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			<title>Ace of Hearts</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JudithReznor/1197694/</link>
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			<title>Little and Small </title>
			<description>	As I sit on the black sofa of the lounge I regularly attend to, I look over to my best friend, Terry, and get a glimpse of my past. Of who I used to be. He stares at his 3DS while he plays his game, the light illuminating his blue eyes through his glasses, and I begin to think of what all has happe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JudithReznor/1195629/</link>
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			<title>Burned</title>
			<description>This is about a previous relationship of mine that wasn't going so well, but I had the support of friends to help me. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JudithReznor/1194647/</link>
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			<title>Russian Eyes</title>
			<description>This is based on something that actually happened to me and something... strange. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JudithReznor/1192903/</link>
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			<title>War</title>
			<description>A young girl gets a surprise from her beloved brother...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JudithReznor/1191143/</link>
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			<title>Playing with Fire</title>
			<description>This is about two best friends who happen to have a bit of history together, and yet still have some feelings for each other after a year. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JudithReznor/1189685/</link>
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			<title>Untitled</title>
			<description>No way can this be happening. I never expected anyone to actually do this. I'm actually being adopted into a family. The past sixteen years have been what some people call, complete chaos. My name is Noel Larson, and I'm a recovering drug addict. This is my story, from the beginning...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ag..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JudithReznor/1068364/</link>
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