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		<description>The original writings of author isabella</description>
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			<title>a letter to my literary lover </title>
			<description>an open discourse with literature and langage </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cheekyissy/1962076/</link>
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			<title>Vid&amp;eacute;e sur la Plage</title>
			<description>Le corps est seulement l'habitacle de l'&amp;acirc;me, mais parfois la Nature intervient</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cheekyissy/1914510/</link>
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			<title>If Jason wrote to an Agony Aunt about Medea </title>
			<description>A funny twist on Euripides' &quot;Medea&quot;, from the POV of Jason. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cheekyissy/1895865/</link>
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			<title>Una carta para Che Guevara </title>
			<description>Para mi clase de espa&amp;ntilde;ol, deb&amp;iacute;a escribir sobre la revoluci&amp;oacute;n Cubana. Aqu&amp;iacute; estoy escribiendo como si fuera un enfermo de la isla de los leprosos en que agradecerle por su ayuda.  </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cheekyissy/1895858/</link>
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			<title>What Belongs in my Lungs </title>
			<description>A little poem about losing things and becoming free </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cheekyissy/1882292/</link>
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			<title>The daily struggles of a (tr&amp;egrave;s) confused polyglot</title>
			<description>Ahoy polyglots! Here is my rather paradoxal rant about the beauty of languages... </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cheekyissy/1876348/</link>
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			<title>symbolisme</title>
			<description>A symbolic portrait of a man who succumbs to his folly, winking at the Tales of Alice in Wonderland,  in french. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cheekyissy/1876346/</link>
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			<title>Un Amour Non-R&amp;eacute;ciproque </title>
			<description>A love poem I wrote in French for someone who never loved me back.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cheekyissy/1876330/</link>
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			<title>Only A Layer</title>
			<description>A gruesome conceit about what my past means to me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cheekyissy/1876328/</link>
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