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			<title>Nicholas</title>
			<description>The story stems from the rumours thatspread throughout the town folk of London in the 19th century. The rumours ofdisappearances. Of course most of them were the prostitutes killed by Jack theRipper and so the others were forgotten, tallied among Jack's ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheInnerWorkings/1862937/</link>
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			<title>McAuley's Butchery</title>
			<description>What happens when an old butchers shop becomes the Little Antique store that a whole town refuses to enter?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheInnerWorkings/1862807/</link>
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			<title>Fear</title>
			<description>To be honest, I don't completely remember writing this but apparently i did and it sounds kinda cool so there you go:)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheInnerWorkings/1743979/</link>
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			<title>My Guardian and My Demise</title>
			<description>A story I wrote years ago, and found recently</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheInnerWorkings/1732622/</link>
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			<title>The Red Mustang</title>
			<description>It started with a car. It rolledoff the factory line into a bright sunny world. A 1967 cherry red Ford Mustang.Perfect, glistening, sleek. It looked fast even when it was standing still. Ayoung mans dream machine. Or it should have been. It had had many owners, alljust a little in love with ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheInnerWorkings/1649850/</link>
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			<title>An Older Brother's Responsibility</title>
			<description>A fictional recount I created for my English supervised task. Hope you all enjoy</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheInnerWorkings/1636864/</link>
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			<title>snow Storm</title>
			<description>Stranded.In a world where left was right and up was down, I was completely abandoned.The Sahara desert. Known for its sand that blisters yourfeet and the scorching sun. This place forces any human that dares try conqueringit, to suffer for miles, searching for some form of food or shelter ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheInnerWorkings/1631331/</link>
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			<title>Perfect Being</title>
			<description>Moloch was an Angel. 
  Emphasis on 'Was'.
  Nowadays he roams the Earth as a servant of his new father. A creature known and feared by all, his name sending shivers down the spines of all creatures</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheInnerWorkings/1608742/</link>
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			<title>I wanted to Smile</title>
			<description>I wanted to smile is a short story written from the perspective of a man on death row. I wrote it in a speed writing exercise and fixed it up later. I hope you all enjoy!</description>
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