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			<title>&quot;Freeze&quot;</title>
			<description>&quot;Freeze&quot;	I was on my way to the river after an annoying day of work. The river always helps when I&amp;rsquo;m stressed, it has a sort of mediation when I watch it. I like to go for walks sometimes to clear my mind and slow down the pace of life. As I put one foot in front of the other the world fades a..</description>
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			<title>&quot;The Other Man&quot;</title>
			<description>&quot;The Other Man&quot;	&amp;ldquo;So I think we should go our separate ways,&amp;rdquo; there was a pause. &amp;ldquo;Oh here comes the waiter.&amp;rdquo;	She just stared at him. He gave the waiter his order and looked back at her.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ll have a steak sandwich, rare.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;The waiter walked a..</description>
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