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		<description>The original writings of author Serge Wlodarski</description>
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			<title>Igor's Famous Sugar Tits</title>
			<description>Never underestimate a janitor.</description>
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			<title>Family Feud</title>
			<description>Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer.  &amp;mdash; Sun Tzu
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			<title>The Baby Stroller</title>
			<description>Inside each of us lies something magnificent, waiting to happen.
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			<title>A Foot In The Door</title>
			<description>Sometimes, the weirdness of real life exceeds fiction.
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			<title>Harry and the Six Ps</title>
			<description>Proper planning prevents piss poor performance.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1950332/</link>
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			<title>Jackie Fargo, The Assassin, and a Stray Puppy</title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s not wrestling, it&amp;rsquo;s wrastlin&amp;rsquo;.  There is a difference.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1948405/</link>
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			<title>The Collector</title>
			<description>You won&amp;rsquo;t believe the stuff some people consider collectible.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1947498/</link>
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			<title>Interviewed By A Vampire</title>
			<description>There's 106 miles to Chicago, we've got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark out, and we're wearing sunglasses.  &amp;mdash; Elwood Blues</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1944909/</link>
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			<title>The Watermelon War</title>
			<description>Music is the universal language.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1942390/</link>
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			<title>The Bones Of Antiquity</title>
			<description>Time keeps on slipping, slipping, slipping...into the future &amp;mdash; Steve Miller</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1940998/</link>
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			<title>The Camaro Bomber</title>
			<description>There&amp;rsquo;s a difference between violence and senseless violence. &amp;mdash; DMX</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1938116/</link>
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			<title>Guitar Strings Anonymous</title>
			<description>Everything in this story is true.  I really did get my first guitar in 1969.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1936962/</link>
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			<title>Creature Of Habit</title>
			<description>A place for everything, and everything in it&amp;rsquo;s place.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1930762/</link>
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			<title>George&amp;rsquo;s Vegetable and Firewood Stand</title>
			<description>And the painted ponies go up and down&amp;hellip;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1928603/</link>
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			<title>Teach A Man To Fish</title>
			<description>That is how Blossom became my mule.&amp;nbsp; Leonard gave Elmer a ride to the train station the next morning.&amp;nbsp; When he got back, Leonard told Jessie, &amp;ldquo;I don&amp;rsquo;t reckon we are ever going to hear that mule sing or talk.&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp; Jessie laughed.&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;I think you may be catching ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1915992/</link>
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			<title>In The Heat Of The Night</title>
			<description>It is no fun getting woke up with a hand over your mouth.&amp;nbsp; But I calmed down when I realized the evil looking, flashlight-lit grin I was looking up at was Jessie.&amp;nbsp; He&amp;rsquo;d already woke up Leonard.&amp;nbsp; And oiled my window before we went to bed.&amp;nbsp; It didn&amp;rsquo;t make any noise when..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1915929/</link>
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			<title>We'll Leave The Light On For You</title>
			<description>The crowd calmed down.&amp;nbsp; Elmer gave Blossom some treats, then continued.&amp;ldquo;Ladies and gentlemen, we are nearing the end of the show.&amp;nbsp; We will close with a round of questions.&amp;nbsp; You may ask Blossom any question that has a yes or no answer.&amp;nbsp; You see the signs for those respon..</description>
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			<title>Reading Is Fundamental</title>
			<description>He led the mule to another set of posts.&amp;nbsp; Similar to the ones in the jumping rig, but farther apart.&amp;nbsp; Instead of supporting a pole, a rope was strung between the posts.&amp;nbsp; Every few feet, hanging from the rope, was a small sign.&amp;nbsp; The first ten had the numbers zero through nine.&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<title>The Greatest Show On Earth</title>
			<description>Jessie started to respond to Leonard but lost interest when he saw what Elmer did next.&amp;nbsp; He turned toward Blossom, standing about ten feet away.&amp;nbsp; Elmer was wearing a cowboy hat.&amp;nbsp; He took it off and tossed it toward Blossom, like kids throw a frisbee today. She caught it between her te..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1907940/</link>
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			<title>A Mule Is A Mule Of Course Of Course</title>
			<description>Nowadays everyone uses tractors to plow fields and trucks to haul stuff.&amp;nbsp; But it hasn&amp;rsquo;t always been like that.&amp;nbsp; Used to be a lot of horses, oxen, donkeys and mules.&amp;nbsp; We called them beasts of burden.Things were different back then, in rural Mississippi, in the 1930s.&amp;nbsp; Au..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1907176/</link>
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			<title>He Named The Mule Blossom</title>
			<description>Before YouTube there was the park next to town hall.</description>
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			<title>Exhaust</title>
			<description>So this is what I came up with.&amp;nbsp; I was going to give Jadzia a car, but not free and clear.&amp;nbsp; It would be a trade.&amp;nbsp; She gets the car, I get the Voskhod.&amp;nbsp; And, she agrees to never ride any motorcycle.Today, if a Cuban has the money, they can buy a new car.&amp;nbsp; Korean imports a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1905818/</link>
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			<title>Combustion</title>
			<description>Politics is a rollercoaster in Cuba.&amp;nbsp; When my father opened our shop in 1951, we were a democracy.&amp;nbsp; However, the government was corrupt.&amp;nbsp; While my father and some of Cuba prospered, the needs of the poor were overlooked.&amp;nbsp; There was much discontent.In 1952, former president Fu..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1905142/</link>
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			<title>Compression</title>
			<description>Jadzia explained how it was all my fault.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;rsquo;d turned her into a car repair junkie.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;rsquo;d taught her to be creative, to never assume a vehicle couldn&amp;rsquo;t be fixed.&amp;nbsp; When she saw the wrecked machine, it called to her like a stray kitten.&amp;nbsp; She had to take it home.&amp;nb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1904422/</link>
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			<title>Intake</title>
			<description>It started in the 1860s, when German engineer Nickolas Otto began experimenting with four cycle internal combustion engines.&amp;nbsp; A few decades later, the automobile craze would begin in earnest.&amp;nbsp; Different types of propulsion systems would be tried, including steam engines and electric motors..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1904130/</link>
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			<title>Suck Squeeze Bang Blow</title>
			<description>Or intake, compression, combustion, and exhaust.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1904129/</link>
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			<title>You Gonna Eat That?</title>
			<description>You can&amp;rsquo;t judge a book by its cover.
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			<title>The Future Is Full Of Stars</title>
			<description>It is not the mountain we conquer, but ourselves.  &amp;mdash; Sir Edmund Hillary</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1901353/</link>
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			<title>Pimping Ain't Easy</title>
			<description>The rest of the girls stood and chatted near the van while Dakota climbed in.&amp;nbsp; Iceberg was almost awake.&amp;nbsp; Eddie turned on the video and audio feeds.As Iceberg came to, what he saw was the inside of a dominatrix&amp;rsquo;s studio.&amp;nbsp; Whips, chains, and other torture devices were hanging..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1900955/</link>
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			<title>First Name:  Smooth, Last Name:  B</title>
			<description>Cadillacs work odd hours.&amp;nbsp; Mostly at night.&amp;nbsp; They are self employed and set their own schedule.&amp;nbsp; Iceberg was typical.&amp;nbsp; The workday ended just before sunrise and the next one began whenever he felt like getting out of bed. &amp;nbsp;There was one predictable part of Iceberg&amp;rsquo;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1900111/</link>
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			<title>Everything I Own Is Iced Out</title>
			<description>Eddie said, &amp;ldquo;When you put on the headset, it will be totally dark until the system finishes powering up.&amp;nbsp; Flip the earplugs down and get them adjusted in your ears.&amp;nbsp; There are two tiny TV screens, one in front of each eye.&amp;nbsp; They will go from black to gray, then you will be in a ..</description>
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			<title>You Better Have My Money</title>
			<description>Janus sat in the booth at the coffee shop and looked out the window as Iceberg pushed the woman around on the sidewalk.&amp;nbsp; Like Iceberg, Janus was a pimp.&amp;nbsp; But he wasn&amp;rsquo;t a violent a*****e.&amp;nbsp; He didn&amp;rsquo;t treat his prostitutes like that.He dismissed the thought of intervening..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1898377/</link>
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			<title>Too Many Cadillacs</title>
			<description>There is a virtual solution for every real problem.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1898376/</link>
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			<title>Incident At Venona</title>
			<description>The winners get to write the history books.</description>
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			<title>The Getaway</title>
			<description>Written for a contest with a 200 word limit...</description>
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			<title>Seeds</title>
			<description>On the hike down, I began thinking about what was next.&amp;nbsp; The trail had been built.&amp;nbsp; The mine had been cleaned out.&amp;nbsp; I was ready.&amp;nbsp; But I had no idea how I would go about collecting the seeds.&amp;nbsp; To have a serious seed bank, I&amp;rsquo;d need seeds from six continents, and as many ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1896672/</link>
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			<title>Sunshine</title>
			<description>I was staying at the hotel in Chitina, the town nearest the mine.&amp;nbsp; It had been a busy, wealthy town during the gold rush that ended 60 years before.&amp;nbsp; Now about one hundred people lived here, eking out an existence off of tourists who come to fish in the nearby rivers or to visit the old mi..</description>
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			<title>Water</title>
			<description>After three days they took that nasty tube out of my chest.&amp;nbsp; Then they made me get out of bed and walk around the room, a nurse holding me on each side.&amp;nbsp; That hurt.&amp;nbsp; The surgeon told me it was a good thing I was young and fit before the accident.&amp;nbsp; I could regain my health if I wo..</description>
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			<title>Soil</title>
			<description>It doesn&amp;rsquo;t matter to me what people think.&amp;nbsp; I hear what you say behind my back.&amp;nbsp; You just keep on doing your thing.&amp;nbsp; My name is John V. Morton.&amp;nbsp; I save seeds.I go on the same rant every time someone asks &amp;ldquo;Why do you collect seeds?&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp; Because humans are s..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1894517/</link>
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			<title>Seeds R Us</title>
			<description>You can turn these things into food.</description>
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			<title>They Call Me Spork</title>
			<description>I fool people for a living.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1893391/</link>
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			<title>The Einstein Projector</title>
			<description>Next stop, the future.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/SergeWlodarski/1892727/</link>
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			<title>We Don't Repair Alien Spacecraft</title>
			<description>Payment is due when services are rendered.</description>
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			<title>Life Is A Highway</title>
			<description>In an hour, we were at the Giradot airport, southwest of Bogota.&amp;nbsp; When she wasn&amp;rsquo;t busy making purses out of rope, Sasha had earned a pilot&amp;rsquo;s license.&amp;nbsp; The Cessna Citation was a big investment, but it seated eight, and carried us and the loot to our destination.&amp;nbsp; Our old st..</description>
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			<title>Blinded By The Light</title>
			<description>At the same time, Jozefien and I tied up Mr. Rojas.&amp;nbsp; We left some play in the rope we secured to his wrists, so he would be able to open the massive vault door.&amp;nbsp; The system used a palm scanner keyed only to the pattern of blood vessels in Mr. Rojas&amp;rsquo;s right hand. &amp;nbsp;We tied a r..</description>
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			<title>Grind That Axe</title>
			<description>I looked around the room.&amp;nbsp; Carla and Sasha had been steadily losing at poker.&amp;nbsp; We&amp;rsquo;d been pacing ourselves and were less drunk than Mr. Rojas or the Lumberjack.&amp;nbsp; I sent the final go signal. &amp;nbsp;On the third floor, Barbie walked down the hall and spoke to Luis.&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;..</description>
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			<title>Girls Got Rhythm</title>
			<description>Once they were out of sight, the women would stay in communication via a Morse code app Candy had found on the internet.&amp;nbsp; Pushing &amp;ldquo;1&amp;rdquo; on the keypad would send a brief vibration to each of our phones.&amp;nbsp; The plan had numbered steps.&amp;nbsp; When Barbie sent a single pulse, that mean..</description>
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			<title>Go Time</title>
			<description>Hector instructed us to wait at the gate, per protocol.&amp;nbsp; Diego was on perimeter rounds.&amp;nbsp; When he got to the gate he had the dogs sniff through the car.&amp;nbsp; They were trained to detect weapons and explosives.&amp;nbsp; They didn&amp;rsquo;t find anything.&amp;nbsp; The tasers Jozefien hid after remov..</description>
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			<title>Where The Money Is</title>
			<description>Now that I had proven my basic skills, it was time to get noticed.&amp;nbsp; I had something few of my competitors had.&amp;nbsp; Years of experience in America.&amp;nbsp; I had connections in the largest economy on the planet.&amp;nbsp; I could help Mr. Rojas expand.&amp;nbsp;It took a few months for me to get com..</description>
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			<title>The Foundation</title>
			<description>Robbing a Colombian drug lord is not a trivial task.&amp;nbsp; Neither is staying married to a sociopath.&amp;nbsp; When my wife came to me with her idea, I realized I would have to do the first, if I wanted to continue doing the second.I should have known it would come to this.&amp;nbsp; I was well aware b..</description>
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