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			<title>To All My Travelling DJ Homies:</title>
			<description>what would all of you do ifthis plane landed&amp;nbsp;in Ibiza? Andpolice start boarding to takethat crazy welsh kid to&amp;nbsp;jail?&amp;nbsp;What would you do ifduring that particular daythere was a rule against using&amp;nbsp;Facebook all day? How wouldanybody know?&amp;nbsp;I am a f*****g wizard, that's howBoomtas..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sterrinn/1607454/</link>
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			<title>Menthol Memories</title>
			<description>late night musings and remembrances </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sterrinn/1286383/</link>
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			<title>Breathing</title>
			<description>there's something incredibly sexy and simply beautiful about the man I love blowing smoke into my lungs</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sterrinn/1286376/</link>
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			<title>8 ways of looking at a black eye</title>
			<description>domestic violence at it's finest - though in part, inspired by a piece entitled, &quot;16 ways of looking at a blackbird&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sterrinn/1286374/</link>
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			<title>god's basement</title>
			<description>surrealist poetry inspired by CA Conrad's &quot;The Book of Frank&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sterrinn/1278921/</link>
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			<title>Night Shifts in the Nuthouse</title>
			<description>&quot;I have pretended to go mad in order to tell you the things I need to. I call it art because art is the word we give to our feelings made public.  And art doesn't worry anyone&quot; - Jon Ellis.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sterrinn/1275768/</link>
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			<title>I need to quit smoking</title>
			<description>cigarettes...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sterrinn/1275660/</link>
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			<title>The Music Maker</title>
			<description>watching close friends succumb to drugs and addiction</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sterrinn/1275659/</link>
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			<title>The taco truck across from the MRoom</title>
			<description>Anxiety Attacks and sucker punches</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sterrinn/1275656/</link>
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			<title>Ballerina</title>
			<description>In response to Degas' &quot;Dancer at the Barre II&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/sterrinn/1275648/</link>
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			<title>Sludge</title>
			<description>jump into my head</description>
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