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			<title>Candor Candy</title>
			<description>I presented the tired old archangel with a coffee and a sandwich. He sipped the coffee slowly. I sat down across from him on the couch. &amp;ldquo;Your daddy was such a nice guy before he tapped that a*s,&amp;rdquo; Michael mumbled.&amp;ldquo;What do you mean?&amp;rdquo; I asked.&amp;ldquo;See, your dad and I served in..</description>
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			<title>A Rapid Succession Of Accidents</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;came home to find Gabriel filling out forms. He wrote in cursive, a loopy version that was very feminine. It was nice to read, mostly because I wrote with a similar font. He smiled at me, and he hugged me for a small moment.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;I want to go to Novak Institute,&amp;rdquo; I said softly.&amp;nb..</description>
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			<title>A Court Of Thorns And Roses</title>
			<description>Chapter TextI walked into the Novak Institution's main office. A quiet female secretary sat a desk, writing notes. She looked up at me.&quot;Hi, I'm Cesario Novak, and I'm here for the tour,&quot; I stated, smiling awkwardly.&quot;Alright, I'm gonna need you to wait here while we get Oriel on the phone..</description>
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			<title>High School Story</title>
			<description>Chapter TextI was left to my own devices in the apartment. I found my bedroom, and it was much bigger than my last room. I had a king sized mattress all to my self as well as a walk in closet and bathroom. I put my clothes in the closet and my toiletries in the bathroom. I set up my side table a..</description>
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			<title>To A New Life</title>
			<description>My father always taught me the Southern ways of living. Yes ma'am, no ma'am, yes sir, and no sir. Please and thank you. You didn't get much better than the way I was raised. We had a small farm consisting of a couple of cows, about twenty chickens, and a horse. It was just me and Dad for a while. Th..</description>
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			<title>High School Wings</title>
			<description>Cesario Novak is an oddity. Never being exposed to the outside world, he's been given the opportunity to see his long lost family and make a name for himself. Facing the outside world is a challenge, </description>
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