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			<title>Daughter's Friend</title>
			<description>As he was walking past the front door, Mark suddenly stopped at the movement out the corner of his eye.&amp;nbsp; Turning his head to get a better view out the sidelight, he watched as she sauntered up the walk to the door.&amp;nbsp; He hadn&amp;rsquo;t seen her in a while but she was always one of his step dau..</description>
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