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			<title>Screwed</title>
			<description>In which a main character dies, and the others find it inconvenient.</description>
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			<title>Welcome to the Afterlife</title>
			<description>For every pleasure, there is a sin, for every heaven, a hell. Those who exist in the Afterlife know this very well. </description>
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			<title>Like This</title>
			<description>Her first kiss is when she's 18, and it's nothing like she ever dreamed of. Actually, she tries not to think about it at all, tries to pretend it didn't happen, can't believe she wasted it like that.</description>
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			<title>You Make My Tummy Ache/Go Away</title>
			<description>Lyrics, written with two voices, innocence and cynicism, the person singing, and &quot;They&quot; the person they are speaking of. Who is saying what is left open to interpretation.</description>
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