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			<description>Gil opened his eyes and let go of the woman. He didn't haveany sympathy for her when she dropped, boneless into a patch of water. Hepulled his mask off and just breathed for a second.&quot;What was that?&quot; Gil turned and scowled at herunresponsive figure. &quot;Have you totally lost your mind? You wa..</description>
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			<title>1</title>
			<description>Gil picked his way through the curtain of stalactites, squinting into the darkness for the glow of his quarry. Although he was sweating and breathing hard, the chill of the air raised tingling goose bumps on his arms. He rubbed them to some warmth into his limbs and cast his gaze over the next secti..</description>
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			<description>In the distant future, mankind retreats into the undergroundcaverns and spends several generations living a hunter-gatherer lifestyle. Asyears pass and memories wane, all they have left of their heritage are selectpieces of technology and the life-sustaining Panacea. One day, the meeting o..</description>
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			<title>Vacant Land</title>
			<description>In the distant future, mankind retreats into the underground caverns and spends several generations living a hunter-gatherer lifestyle. As years pass and memories wane, all they have left of their...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilynait/1207007/</link>
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			<title>Marionette</title>
			<description>Janice has flowers in her hairshe's such a pretty girl.She travels all around the worldand brings laughter everywhere.Her hair so lush it can be saidt'was the beautiest painter's brush.Her lips were pink as painted chinaetched with India's vibrant ink.Yet as she moves around the stagebrightly spring..</description>
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			<title>2 - Cargo</title>
			<description>I didn't have todo much more than shout and run at people for them to hug the wall and make agap for me in the narrow, metal sheathed hallway.&amp;ldquo;Out of my way,&amp;rdquo;I shouted.The group ofragged people split straight down the middle to let me through. One burly manopened his mo..</description>
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			<title>1 - Strater</title>
			<description>There&amp;rsquo;s a certain understanding one acquires after their firstfaster than light voyage. Primary in their newfangled understanding is thesheer disappointment from the whole normality of the experience. It&amp;rsquo;s funny,the way education&amp;rsquo;s been going you&amp;rsquo;d think that all the mi..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/lilynait/1200613/</link>
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			<title>Satellite Bodies</title>
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