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			<title>Chapter 4</title>
			<description>&quot;Hello?&quot; I pick up the phone, still sleepy.&quot;Izzy?&quot; I hear man's voice, a very well known man's voice.&quot;Gosh, Jeremy, it's early.&quot; I yawn and look to clock on the table. 06:07.&quot;Sorry, I just... For me it's time to wake up.&quot; He chuckles nervously.&quot;And? What do you want from me so early?&quot;&quot;Can you meet m..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>Third chapter.Okay, I lied. It wasn't like Jeremy didn't knew me in school. And it's not true that we never been in relationships. With each other. Or, probably, I can't call them relationships because... Things then went kinda strange.Until 5th grade we were friends. Best friends. I remem..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2 </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; Second chapter.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Beep! Beep! Beep! Oh, what I stupid noise! Why I just can sleep? It was hard but I finally opened my eyes. It's 9:06. S**t! I'm late! I jumped out of bed and started to search for some clothes in closet. Red dress - too ceremonial, blac..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>&quot;Izzy, what are you doing?&quot; Ted angrily asked to me. Dishes fell out of my hands and smash into tiny fragments. People started to looking at me.As I remember, I always was very clumsy. That was one of the reasons why people always made fun of me.&quot;Nothing.&quot; I sighed and run to collect fragments. This..</description>
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			<title>21st century Cindrella</title>
			<description>Izzy Fischer has everything: job, big apartment, friends and rich parents. What happens when past comes back and she mets her school years first and only love - Jeremy Rush?</description>
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