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			<title>As a Father</title>
			<description>His knobby, crooked fingers creaked in protest as he reached for the phone beside his bed, each second outstretched multiplying the agony that wracked his withered form.Hands trembling, he finally managed to grasp the ancient telephone and brought it near to his ear. His throat croaked as he practic..</description>
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