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			<title>Quietus</title>
			<description>A sip of champagne mildly warmed up the old man's throat and chest. Some couples were dancing cheek to cheek to a romantic tune in the huge luxurious hall. And the soft light in the place had generated a pleasant melancholic atmosphere. It was the old man's daughter's wedding. Sitting alone quietly ..</description>
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			<title>The Cradle of Infidels</title>
			<description>This is a part of a chapter in my published book. It's copy righted material.</description>
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