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		<description>The original writings of author Adelie Tynan.</description>
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			<title>I've Got A Dark Alley And A Bad Idea That Says You Should Shut Your Mouth (Summer Song)</title>
			<description>The Party continues with 3/4 of Fall Out Boy, Brendon Urie, (Panic! At The Disco) Adam T. Siska (the Academy Is...), HeyChris, DIRTY, and more friends. Troi realizes Pete isn&amp;rsquo;t how she pictured.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Adelie/1523371/</link>
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			<title>American Beauty/American Psycho</title>
			<description>&quot;I--I think I fell in love again, maybe I just took too much cough medicine.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Adelie/1516681/</link>
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			<title>Twin Skeletons</title>
			<description>&quot;I'm the invisible man,
Who can't stop staring at the mirror, at the mirror. 
I want to make you as lonely as me,
So you can get, get addicted to this,
You can get, get addicted to this now.&quot;
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Adelie/1516529/</link>
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			<title>Don't Break Your Own Heart.</title>
			<description>A girl recalls her first broken heart ever and the first time she lost her virginity. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Adelie/831038/</link>
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			<title>Where do you draw the line?</title>
			<description>Go and find the people that you know
Show them all you good parts
Leave town when bad ones start to show. 
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Adelie/818169/</link>
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			<title>All of This.</title>
			<description>&quot;There was an aloofness about every motion made, and a shared kinship with the world that was only perceivable when at a higher level.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Adelie/812120/</link>
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			<title>Choices.</title>
			<description>One shot. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Adelie/793520/</link>
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			<title>NO TITLE YET.</title>
			<description>Alex and John are on the run. Going home is not an option.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Adelie/670028/</link>
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			<title>Cars With Stripes Go Faster.</title>
			<description>What sometimes seems a fantasy can be much more then expected.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Adelie/665764/</link>
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			<title>Remembering.</title>
			<description>What you will find is that there are no names in this and more importantly, there is no dialouge. Just a simple one shot that formed within me. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Adelie/649568/</link>
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