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			<title>just some prose</title>
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			<title>We're in the Information Age, Democracy isn't.</title>
			<description>A political essay about why the Information Age is the Disinformation Age.  The War of the Worlds going on every day, but they don't want you to know</description>
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			<title>Take Heed and Bear Witness Your Rulers</title>
			<description>work in progress yo</description>
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			<title>Drunken Notes on the Drunken Conscience 777</title>
			<description>Spontaneous free-thought poemercise</description>
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			<title>the best</title>
			<description>We assembled our selves hereand annnnnd just look at us now&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;..</description>
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			<description>washing up,I explicitly remember going with my Dad to buy a new VW.Man smells soaked in Listerine (TM)must've guzzled some before worklets my Dad drive playing radioturning it 'off' to tell himall about the 'specks'but i can hear from the backthe radio is still playingwhy doesn't..</description>
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