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			<title>THE CRIME-WRITER'S GAUNTLET IS SINISTER AND ROBUST </title>
			<description>THE CRIME-WRITER'S GAUNTLET IS SINISTER AND ROBUST </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zardozoro/1426075/</link>
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			<title>IMAGINo.9</title>
			<description>Strange times in the asylum.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zardozoro/1410953/</link>
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			<title>A DANGEROUS GAME</title>
			<description>ALWAYS BE CAREFUL </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zardozoro/1389493/</link>
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			<title>MASH</title>
			<description>A claw, nah, throw it back in the box, this job requires a mash, ah here it is, feels good in the hand, needs to be used, you can't pick up a mash hammer and not want to use it, to break something.&amp;ldquo;...a stupid, lazy, little b*****d.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;Who the f**k does that old...what suits; crone, w..</description>
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			<title>THE CHAPLAIN IS A B*****D AND ELUSIVE</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This is your invitation for &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;THE PILGRIMAGE TO CASTALIA The landla..</description>
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			<title>METAMORPHOSIS</title>
			<description>Gregor Samson awoke from troubled dreams to discover he had been transformed into a hard-core punk rocker. Naturally, such a radical metamorphosis brought on confusion, he tugged at the many piercings that now adorned his face, they held, even the bull ring through his nose seemed secure. Great, he ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zardozoro/1252782/</link>
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			<title>A TALE OF TWO VESTS (filthy)</title>
			<description>Shards of autumnal sunshine illuminated Ivan's 'Water o' Leith' walk - it was a day for a man with the artist's eye. The new camera felt like a weapon in his hand as he screwed in the zoom lens. A bulb exploded in his head; he could see himself up on the podium accepting his award - Young Wildlife P..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Zardozoro/1252740/</link>
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			<title>WILL SELF'S FACE</title>
			<description>&amp;lsquo;It&amp;rsquo;s yer face!&amp;hellip;It&amp;rsquo;s yer face!&amp;hellip;screams some mad lassie at the guy she&amp;rsquo;s just been chucked out the boozer with. This is the middle of the afternoon and a commotion of this magnitude, even in Leith&amp;rsquo;s notorious scumpubland, tends to grab your full attention. ..</description>
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