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			<title>They Call it Memory.</title>
			<description>I miss writing about these two. &lt;3</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LadyEmergency/435552/</link>
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			<title>TGG; Would You Like To Play? </title>
			<description>Written for The Gory Games. This is probably the only chapter I'll put on this account.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LadyEmergency/435547/</link>
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			<title>They Call her Lady Emergency. </title>
			<description>Barharhar. This is my little intro description thing of Lady Emergency. Lady E is a character in The Gory Games, a collaborative story that I help write. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LadyEmergency/427578/</link>
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			<title>We're All Mad Here. </title>
			<description>LOL. I don't know. About a guy named Cheshire, some druggie and a game of chess. </description>
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			<title>Experiment13;Number9</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Pandora&amp;rsquo;s eyes darted around the room, her mind taking pictures of every spot of depth the light cast onto the stark-white walls. There was no escape from this room, no escape from quarantine. Not one hidden door to help her leave this nightmare.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LadyEmergency/417510/</link>
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			<title>Experiment13;Number12</title>
			<description>To prepare for Nuclear war in the not-so-distant future, the government has started experimenting in order to create new weapons. The perfect human is what they wanted. All they got were some flawed beings. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LadyEmergency/417506/</link>
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			<title>Dear Tragedy.</title>
			<description>I never have anything to write in this box. 
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/LadyEmergency/404309/</link>
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			<title>A Shameful Misrepresentation of Butterfly Syndrome.</title>
			<description>Don't get caught up with butterfly syndrome. It's a fatal disease, and very rarely will someone escape it's dreaful claws.</description>
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