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			<title>Negative-ity</title>
			<description>The apartment burned Down. Took 20 years of photos with it.</description>
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			<title>What Sandy Dumped On Me II</title>
			<description>Hurricane Sandy , one year later.</description>
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			<title>The Man Who Flew Too Close To The Ground - Memoir</title>
			<description>I thought I could soar through the air, but I could not, and I paid a high price.</description>
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			<title>TRIPTYCH</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;1. True Love, 1993 Katie and I first moved to Hoboken back in the summer of sixty-two. I had just gotten a job as a reporter for the hometown rag. Hoboken was a swell place to live in sixty-two. I liked it, and I was certain that Katie did too. I had been telling her about it for weeks. ..</description>
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			<title>Horseshoe Lake</title>
			<description>In this story set in a trailer park and a cheap roadside diner, we discover why a traumatized child stops speaking.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rfskye/650147/</link>
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			<title>Somewhere on the Falls Road, or Madame George</title>
			<description>Young lad is seduced...</description>
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			<title>The Great Cherrry Tree Incident of 1954</title>
			<description>This is from my memoir, Nine Lives. Most of the memoir deals with much more dark psycological issues, so I thought I'd lighten it up.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rfskye/644684/</link>
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			<title>Alabama Burning, 1966</title>
			<description>On a hot night in Alabama, when I saw crosses burn...</description>
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			<title>A House Divided</title>
			<description>From my memoir, &quot;Nine Lives,&quot; A family in decline, with petty jealousies, anger, and skeletons in all the closet, even the ones with the louvers and the sliding ones that keep falling off.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/rfskye/626155/</link>
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			<title>The Duchess of Rue Bourbon Part One</title>
			<description>Memoir: First in a multi-segment account of a hitch-hiking trip to New Orleans that I made with a friend. From snake farms to pistol-waving bobble-heads, follow this tale through fright and surprise.</description>
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			<title>The Day I Met Tom Waits</title>
			<description>From my memoir, I Only Have Nine Lives. </description>
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