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			<title>The Hour before last</title>
			<description>It runs and runs, in the corpse of the nightAlive in mind and venomous, fearsome in the fight.&amp;nbsp;Careless and reckless in the tellingUn-cared for and dull in the hearingIt runs and runs, in the corpse of the night.Coming as whisperings in the dayFleeting and inevitable, coming witho..</description>
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			<title>Recession of the Golden Boys.</title>
			<description>Golden youth and it's decline. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EwWong/1353034/</link>
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			<title>Over the dinner table. </title>
			<description>Tensions rise at Juan Verde's house. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/EwWong/1350808/</link>
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			<title>A moment. </title>
			<description>A chance meeting on a street in New York. What could have been. </description>
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			<title>A Sunless Garden.</title>
			<description>One last meeting. </description>
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