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			<title>Someone</title>
			<description>as few words as possible</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dantemustdie828/546685/</link>
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			<title>This Crowded Room...</title>
			<description>even in this crowded room, we are the only ones truly here,the only ones who matterall the way across this packed hall, this dirty floorThrough all of these people, I saw your truth and I wanted you to stayand for the first time I felt wanted</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dantemustdie828/546668/</link>
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			<title>Minimal </title>
			<description>Set of 3-4 words... </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dantemustdie828/526192/</link>
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			<title>The unnamed student</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dantemustdie828/526189/</link>
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			<title>Daydream</title>
			<description>These are lyrics, written to the song Daydream, covered by Lupe Fiasco</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dantemustdie828/515066/</link>
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			<title>Beatings and Hobo's and Blood... oh my</title>
			<description>Bam&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Frank Austins, slammed face first into the concrete, letting loose a rush of blood from his nose and thought: well&amp;hellip; I&amp;rsquo;m doing better than I thought I would be.&amp;nbsp; Let&amp;rsquo;s see&amp;hellip; I made the pass at Ju..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dantemustdie828/512684/</link>
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			<title>The Arrival (Marie)</title>
			<description>The Arrival (Marie)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; On the day, (that would was from then on known as The Arrival) of April 16th, Marie Telfair was grumpy.&amp;nbsp; She looked in the mirror and her reflection stared back.&amp;nbsp; A girl of around 16, her long brown..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dantemustdie828/512680/</link>
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			<title>The End of the Line</title>
			<description>Chapter 1</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dantemustdie828/512677/</link>
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			<title>Virus</title>
			<description>A deadly virus infects a small town... a cowardly government tries to contain it... by isolating the town and inhabitants.  Leaving them to fend for themselves</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dantemustdie828/512676/</link>
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			<title>The Party...</title>
			<description>The Party:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;  Walking slowly over to Jake's house I began to regret saying yes to  Katie.&amp;nbsp; First off I wasn't even that good of a dancer... (and when  all of America's dancing today is grinding thats saying something) and  second I could hear the party ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dantemustdie828/376543/</link>
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			<title>Prolouge</title>
			<description>&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; Junkie&amp;nbsp;I'd like to make this short story a tribute to all those who have had to face with addictions (whether drug, alcohol or any other kind) and to those have lost a friend, or..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dantemustdie828/354742/</link>
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			<title>Junkie</title>
			<description>i'm not even close to being done with it yet... but I'll give spoilers at the end... i also borrowed a lot of the plot from Tweak by Nic Sheff... the way he was so honest... it inspired me
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dantemustdie828/354740/</link>
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			<title>Legend of Zelda: Twilight Princess Game Review</title>
			<description>meh i was bored one day</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dantemustdie828/354736/</link>
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			<title>Atlantis Rising</title>
			<description>this was a short story i did just for fun one day... i plan on finishing it and adding a lot to make it a novella...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dantemustdie828/354733/</link>
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			<title>Devil May Cry: Requiem</title>
			<description>Dante Walker alongside Satan... only one can stop him... his brother: Allen Walker</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/dantemustdie828/354732/</link>
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