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			<title>I Believe In You</title>
			<description>A young man attempts to prove someone wrong while trying to make his family and country proud.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tamara_Castillo/1940292/</link>
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			<title>Mr. Palmer's Secret</title>
			<description>A well-known, successful man shares a shocking part of his history</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tamara_Castillo/1928370/</link>
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			<title>The Photograph</title>
			<description>Based on the picture story prompt of a young black girl.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tamara_Castillo/1928364/</link>
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			<title>Darren's Dare</title>
			<description>Darren's Dare&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; Darren's heart thumped in his chest at the thought of what he was about to do. He had two options at this point:(1)Go through with it and be known as &quot;Fearless'' to his friends, or (2) Embarrass ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tamara_Castillo/1921088/</link>
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			<title>It was a birthday I'll never forget</title>
			<description>A poor girl who works three jobs to pay for college, plus volunteers  at a nursing home  and never celebrated her B'day gets the surprise of her life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tamara_Castillo/1892363/</link>
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			<title>Grandma's Chocolate Chip Cookies</title>
			<description>Who doesn't like one of grandma's recipes?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tamara_Castillo/1885462/</link>
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			<title>The Message</title>
			<description>A young woman receives a message from someone who wants to be back in her life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tamara_Castillo/1881530/</link>
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			<title>Her Eyes</title>
			<description>Her EyesEnsnared in a webOf dark lashes wasHer eyes,&amp;nbsp;Bold and brilliant,Mesmerizing, dazzlingHer eyesLike pools Of liquid gold.&amp;nbsp; Her eyes,Hypnotizing.&amp;nbsp;Her eyes,Electrifying.&amp;nbsp;Her eyes,A beacon of hope In a sick, Twisted worldHer eyesDaring to doThings they thought She never ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tamara_Castillo/1876344/</link>
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			<title>Lost City</title>
			<description>I'm a part of a group of explorers searching for a lost city we learned about in school, only to find out that what we were looking for wasn't as expected.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tamara_Castillo/1875552/</link>
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			<title>Shattered</title>
			<description>A physical/emotional scar plaguing a young woman which she finds difficult to forget and move on. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tamara_Castillo/1870207/</link>
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			<title>My Home Away From Home</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; New York City in winter was undoubtedly mesmerizing. Snowflakes danced like tiny ballerinas in the cool, crisp air, hypnotically swaying from left to right. The ribbons of icy blue and vibrant orange against the gorgeous sunset were a mere stage upon which they m..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Tamara_Castillo/1860969/</link>
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