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			<title>Chapter 3 </title>
			<description>I make my way down the long hallway, nothing really to mention&amp;nbsp;about it&amp;nbsp;the floor was that old school black and white checker pattern design that went out of style in the eighties. The walls in color were tan with photos of people and place's during different time era's. I finish walking d..</description>
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			<title>Rule Breaker: Chapter 3 </title>
			<description>After a seemingly endless car ride and Leo complaining why I had him ride&amp;nbsp;in the car as a small kitten we finally arrived in the town called Crestview. Our first stop arriving into the town is a small diner because this town is so freaking small they couldn't even afford to put a Denny's here. ..</description>
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			<title>Rule Breaker: Chapter 2 </title>
			<description>I finally made back to my place around 3 or 4 in the morning. Now my place use to be called Joe's gym but nowadays with gyms where you only have to pay 10 bucks a month and get your complementary slice of pizza. Its hard to find classic gyms where you could walk in and paint story of what the place ..</description>
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			<title>Rule Breaker: Chapter 1</title>
			<description>The rain came down fast and cold , to the point where I was shivering still beneath my OD green trench coat that was now dark from the abuse the storm that fallen upon the city. &quot; Well f**k this rain, and this cold, and this alley&quot;. I said to no one in particular, As I make my way down the alley i n..</description>
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			<title>The Bryant Night Logs: Rule Breaker </title>
			<description>Monsters? Vampires? Not a problem just another day for your balance keeper you know the enforcer of the accords and blah blah blah.</description>
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