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			<title>Chapter 11</title>
			<description>Chapter 11&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Colin&amp;nbsp;After I dropped her of at the corner, I turned the truck around to drive back to my place. I live closer to the Forsaken, admittedly. I have lived there my whole life. My parents bought it when they first got married. It's j..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 10</title>
			<description>Chapter 10&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Camille&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Colin's truck finally slows at the end of my street. After he gave me the last hint, there was little conversation, other than me giving him directions. Pipes, I think to myself, over and over, repeating..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 9</title>
			<description>Chapter 9&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Camille&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am astonished by the offer. He obviously isn't a Forsaken, but he is still a stranger. Crime hardly occurs in our city, aside from the Forsaken territory. Our City Council doesn't care about..</description>
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			<title>My Monologue</title>
			<description>This is actually going to be a monologue because why not?</description>
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			<title>Chapter 8</title>
			<description>Chapter 8&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Camille&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It is completely dark now. Riah and I keep stumbling over trash and random items that are spontaneously laid out on the filthy ground. I vaguely wonder if they belong to anyone, if anyone cares about them. I he..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 7</title>
			<description>Note: Colin's perspective, not Camille's</description>
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			<title>Chapter 6</title>
			<description>Chapter 6&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Camille&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My thoughts are interrupted by a smooth, low rumble. I glance over my shoulder and get a blurry glimpse of Riah's car being swerved back into the city. By the reckless manner in which it was driven,..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 5</title>
			<description>Camille sees the Fence for the first time, but she still has no idea how to get past it. </description>
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			<title>Chapter 4</title>
			<description>Riah and Camille drive to the Fence together</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmalala27/1322535/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>this chapter is in the perspective of Colin, a high school graduate who works in the city's Control Room. </description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>Camille speaks to Riah, a reckless delinquent, persuading him to take her to the Fence. </description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Camille has just discovered the abduction of her brother and must form an ingenious plan to get him back</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/emmalala27/1295345/</link>
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			<title>Dead Mile</title>
			<description>An anonymous note is delivered to sixteen year-old Camille James. Her brother Robert has been abducted and she has 72 hours to escape her city  into the treacherous Dead Mile to save him. </description>
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