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			<title>2 - PEt projecTS</title>
			<description>This world is the real one.&amp;nbsp; All the others are dreams.Wakey, wakey, Sasha.You opened your eyes slowly.&amp;nbsp; The familiar aftereffects of the anesthesia had you floating just above reality.&amp;nbsp; You're body was numb, the ceiling fan sounded like it was underwater, and there was the unpleasant..</description>
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			<title>1 - Beast of the Gods</title>
			<description>This world is the real one.&amp;nbsp; All the others are dreams.I awake.&amp;nbsp; Where am I this time?Thoughts are running through my mind at a maddening pace.&amp;nbsp; They had been doing so when I fell asleep, but that was there; this is here.&amp;nbsp; So many thoughts are not appropriate here, they do not fi..</description>
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			<title>Directory of Dreams</title>
			<description>The Beauty of Broken GlassDaniel J. King&amp;nbsp;I knew this sun&amp;nbsp;1 beast of the gods2 PEt projecTS3 Roommates!4 hot blooded5 ROTTING&amp;nbsp;was only one of many&amp;nbsp;6 L i f e l e s s7 alone8 Incorrigible!9 We, Defiant10 REvolutiON11 HORROR&amp;nbsp;but it was my ..</description>
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			<title>The Beauty of Broken Glass</title>
			<description>Gwyneria, Utopia, The Jolly Buddha, Dismas, Earth, and Amon.  Six worlds, six lives, which is real?  Which are dream?  Sasha doesn't know.  And so all are real, and all are dream.</description>
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