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			<title>The Bombing</title>
			<description>The big white flakes of snow are coming down so fast that there is no way I can sleep out in the alley tonight, I would have to find some shelter. Unfortunately so will all the homeless, and some are not quite friendly. It had been snowing for about thirty minutes and the snow was already halfway up..</description>
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			<title>July 27th </title>
			<description>I had been in Georgia at the time, visiting my aunt Stephanie, when I got that horrid text. It was nearing one o&amp;rsquo;clock in the morning, I was lying in bed tossing and turning trying to drift off to sleep. I heard the single buzz of my phone indicating that I had got a text from somebody. I sat ..</description>
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