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			<title>A Pool Shark's Game (excerpt from my book)</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Excuse me if this is rude Ms. Gerson.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Eden.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Alright, Eden, I was wondering if you have a man?&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nb..</description>
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			<title>Life Sisters:Shades of Sin (excerpt from my book)</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Is this why you couldn&amp;rsquo;t join me for dinner tonight?&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Sasha stared at a hurt Billy. He leaned against the car. The entire four months they had been dating Billy had never even seriously frowned at her. Sasha knew ..</description>
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