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		<description>The original writings of author Hell in a Hip Flask</description>
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			<title>Feed the Machine</title>
			<description>&amp;lsquo;Three poems, 6 articlesand one animated short&amp;rsquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lsquo;He did that all in an afternoon?&amp;rsquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lsquo;No he did that in half an hour&amp;rsquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lsquo;How?&amp;rsquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lsquo;He didn&amp;rsquo;t finish the movie,got bored of the articles,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1926200/</link>
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			<title>Facebook Melodies</title>
			<description>These are parts of Facebook conversations that I found poetic</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1924639/</link>
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			<title>Faded</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;The ink&amp;rsquo;s faded and letters blurred,the mind is weary, the speech slurred.&amp;nbsp;I don&amp;rsquo;t remember my old poems-why I wrote them,who they were for.&amp;nbsp;They don&amp;rsquo;t sound like me anymore.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1916043/</link>
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			<title>Hey Mum</title>
			<description>Happy Birthday Mum</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1910222/</link>
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			<title>COMFORT</title>
			<description>'I missed out on my teenage years, I led a sheltered life. I was practising scales instead of playing football.' </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1909108/</link>
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			<title>Stop rhyming</title>
			<description>why do I keep trying to make everything rhymeas if it mattersit doesn&amp;rsquo;t make senseno one chatted to me in rhymeno one thanked me in rhymeand no one abused me in rhymemy life never rhymes&amp;nbsp;it has rhythm,it&amp;rsquo;s got footstepsbeating the road bac..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1903976/</link>
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			<title>The Life of Jamie: Part 1</title>
			<description>Straigt outta Bournemouth</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1902842/</link>
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			<title>Charged</title>
			<description>How do you feel when you write?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1897682/</link>
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			<title>Bad Trip</title>
			<description>Description of a bad trip I had recently</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1896696/</link>
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			<title>University</title>
			<description>What university has been for me</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1891885/</link>
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			<title>Two Words</title>
			<description>Written while people watching in a coffee shop</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1889580/</link>
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			<title>Borealis</title>
			<description>BorealisCharlie saidyou could see a galaxy from these cliffs,and that it&amp;rsquo;sonly place in Scotland that you can.But you canhardly see a star in the skies above Macduff,let alone anastral curtain or whatever he called it.How could iteven exist here, this is Scotland!..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1887956/</link>
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			<title>Honest</title>
			<description>&amp;lsquo;I do weird s**t cos I&amp;rsquo;m worried people won&amp;rsquo;t remember me ifI don&amp;rsquo;t&amp;rsquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1886426/</link>
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			<title>The Aftermath of a Romantic Act</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Dust must settle.Emotions will never exist at fever pitch,as we can&amp;rsquo;t bear their intensity.Life beats you hardest when you are soft,when you open up and bleed,when you are so vulnerable as to giveyourself to someone else,then reality surrounds you.&amp;nbs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1885413/</link>
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			<title>Wisconsin Girl</title>
			<description>I'm so happy right now</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1884672/</link>
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			<title>Facebook  </title>
			<description>Stay in school, eat your vegetables, don't do Facebook.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1882730/</link>
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			<title>Suicide Beat</title>
			<description>Inspired by 'Suicidal Thoughts' </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1880174/</link>
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			<title>F**k Grades</title>
			<description>This ain't living</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1879195/</link>
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			<title>Deprived (Experiment)</title>
			<description>So this is an experiment I did where I stayed awake for 30 hours then just tried to type consecutively for as long as I could without any breaks, this is the result of that mistake</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1879006/</link>
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			<title>The Note</title>
			<description>Would you cry while reading it?Or would it silence you?Would you deny it forever?Or accept that it&amp;rsquo;s true?&amp;nbsp;How long would it take to read it?Could you finish it there and then?Or would it lay crumpled, half read,never to be seen again?&amp;nbsp;How long..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1877815/</link>
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			<title>It Was Just a Snickers Bar</title>
			<description>'Would you like to use your loyalty card''No it's cool'Would you like to sign up for a--'No thanks'Would you like to pre-order--'No'Would you like to register to our-'Stop'Would you like to sell your--'Please''Have you heard of our new--'There is no God</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1876207/</link>
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			<title>Do it</title>
			<description>Do it.&amp;nbsp;Run the night,start a fight,kick the club doors down.Raid the bar,get a scar.let your parents down.&amp;nbsp;Message him,message her,tell them how you feel.Go to him,go to her,so they know it&amp;rsquo;s real.&amp;nbsp;F**k all night,..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1875610/</link>
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			<title>Why do you want to be  Teacher?</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Why do you want to be a teacher?&amp;nbsp;Well I think education is really importantand I feel I have the skills to reallyhelp release the potential of the kids in your school.&amp;nbsp;Why do you want to be a teacher?&amp;nbsp;I really want to help kids in school..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1871929/</link>
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			<title>Diagnosed Child</title>
			<description>Diagnosed Child&amp;nbsp;&amp;lsquo;Well what&amp;rsquo;s thepoint of taking him, he&amp;rsquo;ll just be on his iPod for the whole thing&amp;rsquo;&amp;lsquo;Can you at leastsmile for the photo?&amp;rsquo;&amp;lsquo;Stop mumbling!&amp;rsquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;lsquo;You alright mate?You sure you don&amp;rsquo;t wanna dan..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1870602/</link>
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			<title>The Glassblower</title>
			<description>The GlassblowerThe day hadbeen predictable for Mr. Potsdam,he preferredhis full name at work.His stool wasstill with the blowpipe leaning next to it,his gloves werestill stained from yesterdayand the glassstill needed blowing.&amp;nbsp;The molten corewas like an e..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1867176/</link>
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			<title>MOJAVE</title>
			<description>This is probably me trying to be way too meta but basically Mojave was actually a novel I couldn't write and it became a poem, which pissed me off because I thought it could've been a good story.     </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1866243/</link>
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			<title>It's gone Neruda</title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s gone NerudaAnd it was atthat age&amp;hellip; poetry left,I didn&amp;rsquo;t noticeit leave until now.I couldn&amp;rsquo;t findit in the streets or the shady howl of subwaytunnels, where it is neededto light uphidden graffiti.&amp;nbsp;But of coursethere were more w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1866153/</link>
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			<title>A Conversation with Ramirez</title>
			<description>II know youdidn&amp;rsquo;t do it Ramirez,everybody knowsyou didn&amp;rsquo;t man.Even Bovey andHendrick are with me,they&amp;rsquo;re notgonna do s**t in that court.&amp;nbsp;We&amp;rsquo;re gonna beright here when you get back,and we&amp;rsquo;re gonnabe right there when it goes do..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1866152/</link>
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			<title>stop writing</title>
			<description>stop writingif your wordsaren&amp;rsquo;t bursting out your gut and making everyone seeyour insides,stop writing.if you&amp;rsquo;re doingit because peopletold you you&amp;rsquo;regood at itstop writing.if you&amp;rsquo;re doingit for a pay cheque and a straight to DVD movie..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/JorgeLeal/1866150/</link>
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