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			<title>Sideways Hearthrob</title>
			<description>A true story</description>
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			<title>A Man About To</title>
			<description>I was surprised by the length of your scream;the incredible volume thatshattered glass and made hills shudder&amp;nbsp;And monsters, malformed and unfriendlyCame tearing through ribcagesmandibles burningfrom the bristly loneliness thatenveloped your cold roomcame bony knuckled scratchingon the hard wood..</description>
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			<description>sometimes you just can't stand it</description>
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			<title>SlumHog Sty</title>
			<description>You don't get it?  Oh...</description>
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			<title>Some Mornings</title>
			<description>Walk of shame, midtown to campus, a bus between</description>
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			<title>The Mind Gets Dry, Dry, Dry</title>
			<description>It's five past one, and my brain feels too dessicated to continue philosophizing, or processing philosophies, or synthesizing manifolds. &amp;nbsp;But the coffee was very strong, and I know that if I try my hand at sleep then the night dogs will bite it.So...Outdoors a gale is hustling by but fran..</description>
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			<title>9/23</title>
			<description>That'll teach you to try new things...</description>
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			<title>The Finder at his Desk</title>
			<description>The things we spend too much time doing, in the interest of what we wish we were doing, or distracting from the uncomfortable truth that we're not doing it at all</description>
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