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			<title>No Longer Me</title>
			<description>Distorted reflections of curious times.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/2176290/</link>
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			<title>One of Billions</title>
			<description>Questioning what constitutes success in art.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/1785053/</link>
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			<title>A Tale of Two Ducks</title>
			<description>Babble and Fattie discover the true meaning of friendship.

I found this yesterday. I'm pretty sure it dates back to 2004. Edited for clarity.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/1664656/</link>
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			<title>Last Night</title>
			<description>Under the flickering exit signBeside the creaking downstairs doorThin fingers brush blue streaks of hair past green eyesSmoky seems like a stereotypeBut wisps hover in the airBeneath the dim fluorescent lightsThe shredded semblance of jeansBare legs that stretch towards the doorHips shifting in thou..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/1512532/</link>
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			<title>In Chains</title>
			<description>Aldric finds himself captured.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/1509399/</link>
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			<title>Discomforting Truth</title>
			<description>Because it happens more than many would care to think.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/1507214/</link>
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			<title>Against Odds</title>
			<description>Aldric has perhaps taken on more than he can handle.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/1506675/</link>
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			<title>Another Year</title>
			<description>TraditionDemands a celebrationMy positionInvites impugnationWhy won't you celebrate?Celebrate with your friendsI won't capitulateJust complicate distressConsternationThey demand celebrationMy frustrationInvites oscillationPerhaps let them celebrateWould I celebrate them?I mustn't overstateJust to ge..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/1502973/</link>
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			<title>Keep Pressing On</title>
			<description>Complacency is astonishedBy repetitive phenomenaDesires to be respectedNot for exhibition but intelligenceCoy and cowardlyWords become weaponsDismantled dismay turns aggressiveLascivious lies undermineWeak and pettyThe assault is mindlessIgnorantly provingConcepts denied and denouncedAny progress tr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/1500147/</link>
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			<title>Within the Gears</title>
			<description>Life seems impassableAs the days pass awayExistence entropicAs I stop to contemplateI wonder what I've madeI've examined the potI've peeked behind the screenI've been staring at gearsFor so long it seemsI'm stuck in a dreamThere is no passion leftJust constructions of timeExhausted livingIndifferenc..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/1496740/</link>
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			<title>Back Home</title>
			<description>Aldric finds himself back home.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/1494456/</link>
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			<title>What Happened to Aldric?</title>
			<description>A brief series of flash fiction clarifying the fate of our fabled friend.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/1494449/</link>
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			<title>Imminent Arrival</title>
			<description>For the first time in four yearsMaybe even moreI can stare out my windowFeeling confidentI am where I want to beSteadfast, sheltered, sureIn the warmth of my bedroomNow I understandThe drive to move forwardRelentless but inspiredIt crushed down upon meAdamant and constrainedIt is now I realizeThough..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/1488015/</link>
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			<title>The Essence of Ambivalence</title>
			<description>Pretentious eloquence as a pretense for nonsense.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/1485156/</link>
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			<title>A Perfect Day</title>
			<description>The perfect moment is never what you expect.
Photo by JoshiDx</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/1462827/</link>
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			<title>Chayyim</title>
			<description>Over the years his hatred of the undead has only increased. Now he is on the hunt for one of the fiercest foes he has ever faced.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/1327527/</link>
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			<title>Azali</title>
			<description>Joy may be her biggest enemy.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/1325262/</link>
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			<title>Mairwen</title>
			<description>Mairwen shows Sigurd their new base of operations. The tour is interrupted by an unexpected guest.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/1322410/</link>
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			<title>Xue</title>
			<description>Xue is not just the leader of the Mountain Druids. She is also the most powerful Druid in all of the world. But sometimes even all the power in the world isn't enough...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/1318667/</link>
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			<title>Zahra</title>
			<description>Zahra is a seasoned scholar searching for the truth.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/1315251/</link>
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			<title>Tales of Tilvera</title>
			<description>Just some world-building stuff for my RPG group.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/1315249/</link>
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			<title>A Change of Pace</title>
			<description>A bit of erotica that serves as a commentary on erotica in and of itself.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/1081823/</link>
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			<title>Nowhere to Hide</title>
			<description>Taking a shot in the night.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/958388/</link>
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			<title>Blue Light</title>
			<description>I used to think this was great... but I'll let others decide. It's not as grand as I recall, but it is quite a break from my usual poetic phrases. Also, meant very much to be read aloud.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/937576/</link>
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			<title>Rough Delivery</title>
			<description>Being stuck in the waiting room can be difficult. Especially for those with impatience.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/787160/</link>
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			<title>Enduring Hope</title>
			<description>A short story I wrote for a friend of mine.

Photo by &lt;a href=&quot;http://proverbs.deviantart.com/&quot;&gt;Proverbs&lt;/a&gt;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/752390/</link>
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			<title>Parrot Counseling</title>
			<description>totally random so don't judge</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/733070/</link>
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			<title>Amina's Past</title>
			<description>Delving into backstory.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/636849/</link>
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			<title>Veterans Day</title>
			<description>Memories of my great-grandfather.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/632367/</link>
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			<title>Happy Endings (or so I thought)</title>
			<description>Minsc rattled off a rhythmon his drums as Mario tuned his guitar. Both were back in Minsc&amp;rsquo;s apartment,preparing for a show. Janet looked at Mario from across the room and smiled athim cheerfully. &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m so glad you&amp;rsquo;re letting me do vocals for the band. Thisreally ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/611819/</link>
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			<title>Wedding Bells</title>
			<description>Mario unlocked the door tohis apartment and swung it open. He and Janet stumbled into his apartmenttogether, laughing cheerfully. Mario tossed his keys on the kitchen counter asJanet threw herself on his sofa. He smiled. It had been a wild night, but mostof all it had been fun. In fact..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/611818/</link>
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			<title>Another Couple</title>
			<description>Janet sat on a park benchnext to Mario as a cool breeze blew threw her hair. She squeezed his hand inhers, smiling happily. It felt so good to be outside enjoying such a wonderfulday with someone she cared so much about.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Hey guys.&amp;rdquo; Ayane walkedup beside them, ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/611817/</link>
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			<title>Seeing Clear</title>
			<description>Janet waited backstage asMinsc and Mario finished their show. Her heart was all over the place, whirlingthrough emotions on an out of control carousel. She liked Mario a lot butcouldn&amp;rsquo;t help feeling he wasn&amp;rsquo;t over Columbia. She also wasn&amp;rsquo;t sure he reallyliked her. He ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/611816/</link>
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			<title>Photo Sessions</title>
			<description>A flash broke through thestrange lights that shone brightly in Mario&amp;rsquo;s apartment. Then another. Andanother. Shadows on the wall turned around in strange swinging motions. &amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Woo!&amp;rdquo; Janet looked into amirror to admire herself. A torn and tattered dress hung fr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/611814/</link>
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			<title>A Few Drinks</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Why should I talk to heragain?&amp;rdquo; Mario gave Minsc a doubting glance. Janet was sitting out at the barsipping Red Bull and vodka, staring off into space waiting for him to arrive.He peeked out through the curtains and shook his head. He really didn&amp;rsquo;t thinkhe wanted to...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/611813/</link>
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			<title>Figuring Out</title>
			<description>Janet watched as Mario satdown in an ornate chair next to a clean wooden table that was painted deepblue. His face was curious, looking all about the restaurant they were in.Janet was sure she&amp;rsquo;d caught his interest. &amp;ldquo;Well?&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;So this is your versiono..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/611811/</link>
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			<title>Learn to Change</title>
			<description>Mario opened his eyes.Lights were flashing all around him in a confusing whirling blur. Sunshinedrifted in through the window of his apartment, reminding him it was morning.As he sat up to turn off one of the lights he saw Janet sitting nearby him onthe floor wearing nothing but black ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/611810/</link>
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			<title>All Alone</title>
			<description>Mario sat in his apartmentstaring at the ceiling, his Telecaster draped over his legs. The guitar lookedtired and worn much like he felt with dents and dings covering its back asscratches and scrapes paraded down its front. All Mario could think about wasJanet and how much he missed he..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/611809/</link>
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			<title>Time Apart</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;I just don&amp;rsquo;t know what todo with him.&amp;rdquo; Janet slumped in her chair and seethed under her breath.Frustration was an unwanted weight in her chest that fought desperately to getout. Her mind had been over every little thing a million times, but still shecouldn&amp;rsquo;t fi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/611808/</link>
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			<title>Disagreements</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;No I didn&amp;rsquo;t see her lastnight. I just called her. She&amp;rsquo;s supposed to be opening for us this weekend atthe Frankenstein Lounge, and I was just checking in to see if she was coming. Idon&amp;rsquo;t see what the big deal is.&amp;rdquo; Mario watched as Janet threw her clothes int..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/611807/</link>
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			<title>Next Morning</title>
			<description>Janet slowly opened hereyes. She felt surprisingly well rested, though she still seemed to be having abit of a hangover. A smile crossed her lips. It seemed it might be a good day.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Hey.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;Janet nearly jumped out ofthe bed. Suddenly she realized she w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/611806/</link>
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			<title>Later On</title>
			<description>	Hands blur in front of me	That last one was probably	Too much	As far as I can see	You want this all to be	A rush&amp;nbsp;	A touch on my skin	As all this begins	You pull I push in	My head starts to spin&amp;nbsp;	Now I&amp;rsquo;m gasping for breath	It&amp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/611805/</link>
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			<title>Second Chances</title>
			<description>Mario pushed his way outof the back seat of Minsc&amp;rsquo;s tiny two-door car and smiled at the sky. The airwas cool though not too cold and the moon was full and bright. On the other sideof the car Minsc was chatting with Janet&amp;rsquo;s friend Ayane who had agreed to comeout with them. T..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/611804/</link>
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			<title>Cell Phone Reunion</title>
			<description>Dim lights gave sight to adingy space that was packed with figures dressed in tight jeans andConverse shoes. A noisy rumble hovered all around as the crowd discussed thelatest news about who&amp;rsquo;s who in the underground scene. The room was hot frombody heat that fought to vent overhe..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/611803/</link>
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			<title>Lunch Break</title>
			<description>Janet picked at herburrito bowl with her fork. It seemed to her that there was too much rice butnot enough sour cream. She remembered asking for corn but didn&amp;rsquo;t see any. Atleast the lettuce was crisp enough.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;So what do you think?&amp;rdquo;Ayane asked, crunching int..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/611802/</link>
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			<title>Friendly Advice</title>
			<description>	Razor sharp bleedingheart	Please tell me what todo	I won&amp;rsquo;t go anywherewithout you	Breaking hard fromfalse starts	I won before I lost	How could I haveforeseen the cost&amp;nbsp;Minsc clicked the stopbutton on his rainbow colored iPod and smiled at Mari..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/611801/</link>
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			<title>Found</title>
			<description>Mario sat on top of a blueguitar amp, looking around Minsc&amp;rsquo;s apartment. It was cleaner than usual andDanger seemed particularly pumped up.&amp;nbsp;The bass drum on Minsc&amp;rsquo;s drum set was covered with a strange black sheetthat seemed to be dotted with orange paint. A loud shatter..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/611799/</link>
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			<title>At the Show</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Why didn&amp;rsquo;t you tell me she was opening?&amp;rdquo; Mario looked outat the stage beside him, watching his ex-girlfriend play guitar. He was due toplay his first ever gig at The Crystal Palace, but all he could think of washer. He watched her strum on her purple and blue guitar, t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/611796/</link>
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			<title>Lost</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Ugh.&amp;rdquo; Janet opened her eyes and rolled over in bed, rubbingher head fiercely. She was having the worst headache she had ever had in herlife; of that she was certain. There had been hangovers before, but few and farbetween and certainly none this bad. She wasn&amp;rsquo;t even su..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/611795/</link>
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			<title>The Show</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;So.&amp;rdquo; Ayane leaned over her enormous juicy burger and smiledat Janet. &amp;ldquo;Tonight then. Crystal Palace. What do you say?&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;Janet chewed thoughtfully on her cantaloupe. It sounded likeit might be fun, but at the same time she still hated the thought all toge..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JoshiDx/611794/</link>
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