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			<description>It would not be insane if you used it to fulfill their dreams</description>
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			<title>Dead Clown</title>
			<description>SCENE 1. INT. A TUBE TRAIN CARRIAGE. NIGHT.MAN 1 AND MAN 2 GET ONTO THE TUBE AND SITNEXT TO EACH OTHER. THE CARRIAGE IS EMPTY EXCEPT FOR A DEAD CLOWN SAT OPPOSITETHEM. &amp;nbsp;MAN1: Here, there's a dead clown in thatchair&amp;nbsp;MAN2: I..</description>
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			<title>Book at Bedtime</title>
			<description>SCENE 1. INT. A COSY ROOM. NIGHT. THE READER IS SAT IN A LARGE CHAIR NEXT TOA LOVELY FIRE. HE HAS A LARGE BOOK IN HIS LAP. &amp;nbsp;READER:Hello everyone and welcome to Bok atBedtime. Tonight&amp;rsquo;s story is Winnie ThePooh &amp;#2013266048;&quot; Now We Are Y..</description>
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			<title>One Fall Too Many</title>
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			<title>The King's Men</title>
			<description>PROLOGUE&amp;nbsp;It moved through the city with the consistency of awisp of cloud dancing on the heat of a summer&amp;rsquo;s night.This was taking far too long; where could The Onepossibly be? It had already checked the hospital and the doctors&amp;rsquo; surgerie..</description>
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			<title>Split Ends</title>
			<description>SPLIT ENDS&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Peter Richard Adams&amp;nbsp;&amp;hellip;ok, my left eye ispushed open and the light is so bright that it takes a while to readjust. Whenit settles I can see the ceiling. It&amp;rsquo;s not my ceiling. It looks more like aceiling in an of..</description>
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			<title>Freedogs</title>
			<description>FREEDOGS&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Peter Richard Adams&amp;nbsp;You can tell howthe war&amp;rsquo;s going by the way I have to do the job. It&amp;rsquo;s pretty simple really inmy line of work. When we&amp;rsquo;re on the front foot - like a couple of years ago whenthe Canadians..</description>
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			<title>Under The Shepherd Moon</title>
			<description>UNDER THE SHEPHERD MOON&amp;nbsp;Peter Richard Adams&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;My God, they'refull of colour!&amp;rdquo; she said, looking through the starboard porthole. Wilkinsonswitched the Pod&amp;rsquo;s controls to automatic and joined her. &amp;ldquo;Of cours..</description>
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