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			<description>If there&amp;rsquo;s anything I love, it&amp;rsquo;s a challenge. Sitting 15 feet away from my table is a girl, curled up in a corner booth, reading a book balanced artfully between her torso and legs that she had lifted to be wedged between her torso and the table. &amp;nbsp;Strands of the girl&amp;rsquo;s cinnamo..</description>
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			<title>Till the last drop spills</title>
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