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			<title>the club</title>
			<description>Walking through the streets of downtown Tokyo, Alexander notices his phone is ringing. He reaches into his pocket, pulls out his phone and looks at the small sceen. a name appears it's one of his loyal clients. He answers,&quot;Alexander, i have a mission for you, meet me at the club on the corner of 1st..</description>
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			<title>Alexander Wise</title>
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			<title>sestina</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; I love to eat a loaded potato&amp;nbsp;After shooting my guns&amp;nbsp;Through a bunch of bottles made of glass&amp;nbsp;Then I grab some chicken&amp;nbsp;I eat while I drive my car&amp;nbsp;There are designs drawn on my car with marker&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I draw pictures with my marker..</description>
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			<title>Hope?</title>
			<description>I'm just a kid Making his way&amp;nbsp;slowly Alone Through this worldCaptured by insergentsAnd thrown in this hellI hear conversations and chucklingI glance about Nothing Not even a glimpse of hope</description>
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