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			<title>Jesuit Jezebel</title>
			<description>Jesuit Jezebel. Oxymoron.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/557890/</link>
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			<title>What Went Wrong</title>
			<description>A true story of a day in MY life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/390062/</link>
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			<title>...What could have happened</title>
			<description>A collage of random stuff.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/367296/</link>
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			<title>Creek Swam The Morning Wind</title>
			<description>Poem of Economical meltdowns.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/345999/</link>
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			<title>High Noon</title>
			<description>And so he stood, facing the wind and Jake Young. He never liked him. A sudden cold&amp;nbsp;always followed his words. I said to him, What do you want? He wanted to duel. The best in the land, Versus a farmer. Sure, what was the worst I could lose? So, we put our hands on our holsters, And waited.We w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/296295/</link>
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			<title>Life and Death of Him</title>
			<description>He was there.Only him. No one else.No one cared.Only thinking about themselves.He had forgiven.The people killed him anyway.He had risen.The stone was moved out of the way.He had blessed them,For staying by his side.The people missed himBut they had to hide.And they all died,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/296288/</link>
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			<title>The Outdoorsman</title>
			<description>I always find myself staring at windows,Wanting to go through the doors.But the windows are closed.I don't need them anymore.O'er the hills, I find myself astray,Though I am where I belong.I don't know if I can get through the day.Though I may be wrong.If I try and fail, and no one c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/296070/</link>
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			<title>Part 2.3</title>
			<description>Someone dies in this one.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/296065/</link>
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			<title>Chris Shubert: #73</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/283096/</link>
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			<title>Fallen Down</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; Teddy Franco. You may not know him. You may. All I know is that everyone has had a similar situation to the one he was in. Teddy's dad died. His mom has lung cancer from smoking, and his brother is a freak. Teddy's friend, Mikey Jones, is his only friend, and they aren't even close. Mikey's l..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/282479/</link>
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			<title>A Portrait</title>
			<description>A man is at a circus.He sees a room called &amp;quot;The Portrait: One Time Use&amp;quot;He walks in and sees a many mirrors,But a yellow one draws his attention.The man looks in the mirror.He sees a portrait of himself.Not of his appearance,But of what he hasdone in his life.He sees all the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/280781/</link>
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			<title>Part 2.2</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; The baby was born on August 5th, 2030. They named him Dylan. Dylan Jones. The first person to be born in space. Everyone, especially Mrs. Jones, was happy. Kay delivered the baby.&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;I didn't think I could do that.&amp;quot; he said after giving Dylan to Mrs. Jones.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Co..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/280772/</link>
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			<title>Part 2.1</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;They people of the Gem sat in their seats a bit longer before realizing where they were.&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Where are we?&amp;quot; asked Conan.&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;We're about 2,000 miles in the sky.&amp;quot; said Kay.&amp;nbsp; &amp;quot;Jesus. This thing hauls a*s.&amp;quot; Wit..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/279825/</link>
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			<title>Part 1.2</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; Kay was at the awaiting dock. He was testing the oxygen regeneration, and the food creation. The oxygen was a little slow at starting up, but it finally settled in at about&amp;nbsp;30 seconds for the mask to work. Kay did the math. For 223 people to get oxygen, then it would take about a&amp;nbsp;33..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/279663/</link>
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			<title>Part 1.1</title>
			<description>Part 1 of the MGJ</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/279531/</link>
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			<title>A Many Generation Journey</title>
			<description>The Earth is dying. People, randomly chosen by the U.S. government, are put on the ship. They are on a 400+ year journey. They must be able to populate and repopulate until they reach their target, Gahlieah, a planet in the Roun system in our galaxy. The</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/279521/</link>
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			<title>The Lake</title>
			<description>There were many fish about in the lake.So many colors, flashing before my eyesWith each movement of the fish.There are birds here, white gulls.So graceful and beautiful as it glided through the summer sky.I'm at peace, lying on the soft sand around the lake.I have my eyes closed, but the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/279510/</link>
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			<title>Mind</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The truth about the world is something that must be heard from everyone. If they say the world is a drag, the world is beautiful, or if the world is just the begining. In all truth, everyone is right. No matter what the answer in your mind may be, everyone is right. If I were to ask you what..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/279355/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Three</title>
			<description>Part three in MCF,D.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/279348/</link>
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			<title>The Family</title>
			<description>June 3rd:&amp;nbsp;The new family moved in.I've met them.They seem nicer than our family.There is a mom, a dad, and a boy,Like me,Named John.John told me about his parents.His dad works as a car salesman, andHis mom is a housewife.My mom and dad don't have jobs right now,But they..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/279342/</link>
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			<title>Dusk</title>
			<description>Just a little thing I came up with.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/279339/</link>
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			<title>A Mediocre Paradise</title>
			<description>It means something to everyone.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/279156/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Two</title>
			<description>In the past...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/279141/</link>
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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>The begining of My Close Friend Death</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/279114/</link>
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			<title>My Close Friend, Death</title>
			<description>Glenn Sintell is a Boston cop that is trying to conect his wife's murder without the help of the police force.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/279107/</link>
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			<title>Tyger and Behr</title>
			<description>I think this is pretty good.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/279100/</link>
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			<title>Kill The Injured</title>
			<description>Just me writing about life, death, and emotion</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/279088/</link>
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			<title>The Song of the Crow</title>
			<description>This is me getting my emotion out in the sence that I use souroundings as an instigator to my ideas and beliefs.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JerSim94/279070/</link>
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