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			<title>The Survivor</title>
			<description>The SurvivorThe warm wet smell of manure hung in the air. Patchwork fields swept across the basin of a valley, bordered by unkempt hedges and windswept trees. Thin dirt tracks curled around the edges the valleys, all of them empty. A little further up from the dirt tracks were the forests, cling..</description>
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