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			<title>Heart of Fire Version Two</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones.&amp;rdquo;
The second version of my manuscript- which you do like better?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1611828/</link>
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			<title>Deep Thoughts</title>
			<description>A six-word story for a contest</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1526624/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Sixteen: Sinners in Their City</title>
			<description>&quot;Grief is the price we pay for love.&quot; -Queen Elizabeth II
&quot;There is no pain so great as the memory of joy in present grief.&quot; -Aeschylus

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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1524831/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Fifteen: My Worst Sins</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;When people will not weed their own minds, they are apt to be overrun by nettles.&amp;rdquo; 
&amp;#8213; Horace Walpole
&amp;ldquo;There are no such things as curses; only people and their decisions&amp;rdquo; 
&amp;#8213; Yvonne Wood, Dead Beaut</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1524830/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Fourteen: Only Option</title>
			<description>&quot;You can always count on Americans to do the right thing - after they've tried everything else.&quot; -Winston Churchill

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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1524826/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Thirteen: Victory to Avenge, Murder for Revenge</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Guilt is the source of sorrow, 'tis the fiend, Th' avenging fiend, that follows us behind, With whips and stings&amp;rdquo; -Nicholas Rowe</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1524823/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Twelve: Secrets of the Beloved</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;It is absolutely okay with me if you need to keep some secrets...I decided that a best friend is someone who, when they don't understand, they still understand.&amp;rdquo; -Nancy Werlin</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1523602/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Eleven: The Queen of Darkness and the Queen of Drama</title>
			<description>&quot;Everything about the left is perception, manipulation, and lies. Everything. Everything is 'Wag the Dog.' Everything is a structured deception.&quot;
--Rush Limbaugh
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1523592/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Ten: The Drill Sergeant and the Deviate</title>
			<description>&quot;It is vain for the coward to flee; death follows close behind; it is only by defying it that the brave escape.&quot;
-Voltaire

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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1523586/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Nine: Zero Minutes to Midnight</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;'Einstein's Monsters,' by the way, refers to nuclear weapons, but also to ourselves. We are Einstein's monsters, not fully human, not for now.&amp;rdquo; &amp;#8213; Martin Amis,</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1523575/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Eight: We Burnt the Daylight</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Oftentimes winning can become an addiction, whether good or bad, to the point where you would rather lose it all before you lose at all.&amp;rdquo; &amp;#8213; Criss Jami,</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1523563/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Seven: Cody's Errotica and a Hooker</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Man is not what he thinks he is, he is what he hides.&amp;rdquo; 
&amp;#8213; Andr&amp;eacute; Malraux</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1523420/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Six: A Grand Time in Silicon Valley</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;The best winners are the worst losers.&amp;rdquo; &amp;#8213; Habeeb Akande</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1522796/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Five: The Mutant, The Unwanted, The Tattooed and the Shooters</title>
			<description>&quot;Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth.&quot; -Buddha</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1522789/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Four: Nightmares in the City of Dreams</title>
			<description>'Careful now.
'We're dealing here with a myth.
'This city is a point upon a map of fog;
'Lemuria in a city unknown.
'Like us,
'It doesn't quite exist.' &quot;
Ambrose Bierce, </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1522783/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Three: A Man and a Maid</title>
			<description> &quot;There was a crooked man, and he walked a crooked mile...
    He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse,
    And they all lived together in a crooked little house.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1522779/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Two: I Got Hit by a Plane</title>
			<description>&quot;We are a vibrant first-world country, but we have a humbling third-world memory.&quot; -Mary McAleese</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1522366/</link>
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			<title>Chapter One: Cheating Bets, a New Mission and Shakespeare Sonnets </title>
			<description>&quot;Start where you are. Use what you have. Do what you can.&quot; -Arthur Ashe</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1522354/</link>
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			<title>Prompt One</title>
			<description>For the content &quot;Write me on this&quot;. Mature because of serious themes</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1522335/</link>
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			<title>Herrick </title>
			<description>A true story </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1520115/</link>
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			<title>Case 39.2.B</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;We accept the love we think we deserve.&amp;rdquo; -Stephen Chbosky</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1472520/</link>
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			<title>My Dearest Friend </title>
			<description>Four years of depressionI was ready to dieThen I saw somethingIn the corner of my eye.&amp;nbsp;A man dressed in darknessAnd clothed in human&amp;rsquo;s fearsApproached me and offeredAn end to my tears.&amp;nbsp;He said he knew the problemsHe said he sees my fires..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1466642/</link>
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			<title>Heart of Fire</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones.&amp;rdquo; 
&amp;#8213; Albert Einstein</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/MJCherlylyn/1466634/</link>
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