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			<title>The Flash</title>
			<description>The wrinkles in my fingers are growing. Fingernails make excellent snacks. Sunglasses don&amp;rsquo;t shield stress. Clicking and tapping. Red, green, go. I&amp;rsquo;m late. Radio hums, I hear sunshine, I see breeze. I feel tight grips, rubber rips, breath slips. I wear metal teeth and scraps in my stomach..</description>
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