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			<title>Prologue </title>
			<description>A chill hangs in the night air, causing me to pull my coat tighter against my body. I pull my hat lower, giving more cover to my face as I see the crowded New York street approaching, meaning I will have to leave the comfort of the deserted streets I choose as my routes.I look do not look up as I ..</description>
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			<title>World of shadows</title>
			<description>When you're the only known surviving victim of a notorious serial killer, you don't just have to hide from him, you have to hide from the FBI too.</description>
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