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			<title>There Be Pirtes Here!</title>
			<description>A story about a lowly stock broker with a fantasy.

 
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			<title>Rachel Wood</title>
			<description>This is actually a chapter form a book I am working on, however I am told that it wants to be a novel by itself. I really don't think that is the case. A short story maybe.</description>
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			<title>Antiques and Incense</title>
			<description>Antiques and Incense By R.J. Shie&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;It all started when I was sixteen. My sister and I had had a party. You know the kind that teens have when their parents aren&amp;rsquo;t home.&amp;nbsp; When we were cleaning up before Mom came home, I needed to mask the smell of beer and..</description>
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			<title>The Awakening</title>
			<description>The Awakening&amp;nbsp;As Michael Bevy strode across the lawn, the crunching of the dry leaves under his feet made an enormous sound. The wind was brisk and steady, heralding the coming of winter and biting his nose. &amp;nbsp;Michael didn&amp;rsquo;t notice though. He didn&amp;rsquo;t notice ho..</description>
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