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			<title>Seatbelts save lives</title>
			<description>Julie was barreling down Mortimer at full speed now. Julie had never driven this fast before and she assumed she never would againHer life could have been flashing before her eyes but she wouldn't have seen a thing because she had them tightly shut. She reasoned that she probably wasn't missing ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ManielDaguire/1505041/</link>
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			<title>Xerox &amp; Zanex</title>
			<description>The incandescent green light from the Xerox machine shone across Julie's face as she made copy after copy. What exactly she was making copies of she wasn't entirely sure. Julie felt as if she was outside herself while she worked as if she was going through the motionsThis was how Julie had lived..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ManielDaguire/1504207/</link>
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			<title>The reunion - Never a dull moment</title>
			<description>Luke stood up and extended a hand to Jackie. They embraced each other, the inside of Luke's jacket was a warm high quality fleece. She buried her face deep into his chest and wept quietly. She had forgotten what the embrace of someone had actually felt like&quot;Jackie&quot;. Luke's tone of voice had changed ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ManielDaguire/1450394/</link>
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			<title>The reunion - The things I know now</title>
			<description>Jackie and Luke trade a quiet drink for some long overdue mischief </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ManielDaguire/1447163/</link>
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			<title>The reunion - two types of people</title>
			<description>A man wanders into his highschool reunion to get some perspective on life</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ManielDaguire/1444627/</link>
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			<title>Looking back</title>
			<description>A story about a man</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ManielDaguire/1443539/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1 - The impersonators </title>
			<description>The lights were low in the control module and the thick wisps of smoke from Levi's cigar hung in the air. The screens and controls in front of him lit up and blinked intermittently casting a glow in a myriad of different colours up onto his face.Levi Mused for a moment staring out into the vastness ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ManielDaguire/1439690/</link>
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			<title>The solution </title>
			<description>A follow up poem to &quot;A State Of Despair&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ManielDaguire/1439232/</link>
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			<title>A guide to galactic bootlegging - prologue</title>
			<description>An introduction to the world of Galactic bootlegger Levi Sawyers</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ManielDaguire/1439218/</link>
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			<title>Starjumping</title>
			<description>A book about a galactic bootleger and his hap hazard adventures throughout the universe</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ManielDaguire/1439208/</link>
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			<title>A State of Despair</title>
			<description>A somewhat pessimistic and cynical look at the present state of matters in the Republic Of Ireland</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ManielDaguire/1435362/</link>
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			<title>These Winged Things</title>
			<description>A poem about two dead pigeons, life and death and life's little mysteries </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ManielDaguire/1400890/</link>
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			<title>AM Hours</title>
			<description>A poem about the solitude found in the wee early hours of the mornin</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ManielDaguire/1400882/</link>
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