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			<title>The Dresses</title>
			<description>When I woke up the next morning I lie in bed until 8 am. I breathe slowly making sure I was finished dreaming. Last night had to be a dream, but it was too real. James called me and remembered everything about me. It was a definite dream. I pulled myself out of bed when the alarm went off. Shuffled ..</description>
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			<title>The Call</title>
			<description>On Friday, I walked in the apartment tired and ready to jump into my bed. I slipped my shoes off and then my feet shuffled to the bed.Then interrupting my plans the phone ranged.&amp;nbsp;&quot;Hello,&quot; I said. A little mad I didn't make it to the bed.&quot;Hey, It's James&quot; I freaked out, I jumped and danced then ..</description>
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			<title>The Supermart </title>
			<description>In High School, I'd admit I wasn't the hottest thing in the school. My hair was long but it was mostly pinned back in ponytails and my bangs were almost never curled under. My clothes were average, T-Shirt, jeans, and Converse shoes. I was normal. Okay, maybe not completely normal, but normal enough..</description>
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			<title>The Chase</title>
			<description>Karen has been searching for the right person to spend her life with since high school and has given up on looking. But at a best friend's wedding rehearsal she is reintroduced to a old crush.</description>
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