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			<title>Facebook gave Grandpa Powers</title>
			<description>Your grandfather is dying so you asked on Facebook to pray for him. Your post has gone viral and your grandfather has become too powerful and broke out of hospital</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1939455/</link>
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			<title>The Rule that would Spark the Flame</title>
			<description>Everyday one person gets to make a 24 hour rule that the whole world must follow. Today is your day.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1939444/</link>
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			<title>The Drunken Alien </title>
			<description>Most planets only have 1 species per planet. Earth is unique in that it was a drunk science experiment by some alien graduate students to see what happens if you put a bunch of species on one planet</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1938520/</link>
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			<title>Blood begets Blood</title>
			<description>She grabbed my hand tight. &amp;nbsp;I felt the warmth of her blood drip down my palm, slowly trickling towards my wrist. &amp;nbsp;I squeezed back tight to comfort her but there is only so much comforting that can be given to a person on a violent death bad. &amp;nbsp;The fallen debris from the explosion had c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1938513/</link>
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			<title>Fear the Dragons</title>
			<description>The dragon was, frankly, a whole lot smaller than I imagined. Smaller, smarter, and much more terrifying.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1930972/</link>
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			<title>The Dying Breed - The Working Man</title>
			<description>Like an haggard picture displaying for the last timeHe walks the worn pavement to the old factory,And he weakens under his thoughtsas he sends himself into the oblivion.A broken town echoes into his peripheralsWhile the ruins of his past dance in his mind.He'll dance right along with it.In him, is t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1930535/</link>
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			<title>The Conqueror</title>
			<description>Surrender now, WarriorThy back is shattered in two.Soul remains, but your will crushed,No vitriol left to spew.Test your resolve,Firm up your grip,For this is your time to shine.Shortcomings real,Your Cowardice reigns,&amp;nbsp;The City is now mine</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1930520/</link>
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			<title>The Helping Zombie</title>
			<description>Zombies have killed every living human except for the ones who are dead inside. Now the horde must learn how to become therapists if they want their next meal.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1930447/</link>
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			<title>The Eternal Voyage</title>
			<description>You've kept your immortality secret for thousands of years. Thats going to be a lot harder now that your on a generation ship on a 2000 year voyage.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1930147/</link>
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			<title>The One-Time Professional</title>
			<description>You have super-human beginner's luck, the first time you try something you're the best at it. But only the first time. You've never been in a fight.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1929613/</link>
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			<title>Raining Angels</title>
			<description>Suddenly across the globe, large, feathered, rotted corpses begin to drop out of the sky. They are soon identified to be Angels.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1929612/</link>
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			<title>Peasant's Battle</title>
			<description>The smell of the plush grass whips in the morning wind, it's scent traveling from town to town. &amp;nbsp;The morning light illuminates the puddles of blood, the vibrant crimson telling the story of the night before. &amp;nbsp;Townsfolk come together to pray, their day's work halted by fear of the devil's w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1929606/</link>
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			<title>He grips the gun tight</title>
			<description>He grips the gun tight, the blood in his knuckles dissipate as they turn white. &amp;nbsp;Retaliation is a prerequisite for being a gangster, and everyone around her indulges in it. &amp;nbsp;You take my brother's life? &amp;nbsp;I take your life. You steal from me? &amp;nbsp;I steal from you. &amp;nbsp;An eye for an e..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1929342/</link>
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			<title>The Great Sacrifice - Parenting Soldiers</title>
			<description>&quot;I don't understand why you have to leave. &amp;nbsp;It's not fair. &amp;nbsp;No one else's dad leaves all the time but you always do. &amp;nbsp;It's not fair!&quot;, the little boy screamed, his tears fell heavily onto the entryway floor.The young Officer looked down, his oldest boy gripping his leg tight as he con..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1929336/</link>
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			<title>A Samurai's Duty</title>
			<description>His shadow consumed his guilty brother's face as he stood over him. &amp;nbsp;His hands trembled as he laid them gently on his sheathed sword, his heart wishing his blade did not have to feel the heat of the sun. &amp;nbsp;But there was no point in wishing and hoping, there was no room for sympathy for a Sa..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1929248/</link>
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			<title>Ection</title>
			<description>Chasing perfection with hopes of resurrection,a break from insignificance, a chance to fight abjection.Once a human of infection, soon to be the cause of connection.With certain affection, and a little bit of objection,you can perfect your craft, even when handed indirection.Create sweet, sweet conf..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1929239/</link>
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			<title>George Washington lives again!  Only this time, it's in a Grocery Store!</title>
			<description>You have the spirit of George Washington in you and you're itching for a revolution. You're also a teenager working at a grocery store</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1927951/</link>
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			<title>A Second Chance</title>
			<description>Changed from the inside in a singular momentClarity turns into consciousness, consciousness transforms into loveWhen I heard your little cry, that healthy beautiful cry, I wept with youI called out your name, and your crying ceased, like you knew who I was.I stared down at you, your features my feat..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1927871/</link>
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			<title>Spoiled to the Core</title>
			<description>How could I possibly understand the mitigated damage I havetaken?&amp;nbsp; A spoiled ramrod that receivednothing more than a slap on the wrist, a soft paddle to the behind, and amother who dared never to insult me.&amp;nbsp; WillI beseech my future wife with incessant requests, my silver spoon glar..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1926881/</link>
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			<title>Necessary Evil</title>
			<description>The leader is thereason for our safety,He is strong inindignation.His power is corrupting,But his wordscomplete the nation.&amp;nbsp;We tried to removehim but all was futile,Posterity wouldpurposely ignore our grave.When we conceded therevolution,He used murde..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1926873/</link>
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			<title>Bounty Hunter Karma</title>
			<description>A man walks into a bar. A woman with the symbol of the bounty hunters stands up, shaking. &quot;What the f**k? I just killed you.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1926836/</link>
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			<title>No Lunch is Safe at Work</title>
			<description>Tired of lunches being stolen from the office fridge, you decide to lace your lunch with LSD. It's been two hours since your lunch disappeared.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1925177/</link>
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			<title>The Fallen Patriot</title>
			<description>A lone man places a bouquet beside a gravestone. The gravestone has no name, only the words &quot;In memory of a patriot who saved the world.&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1925172/</link>
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			<title>The Eyes he couldn't Read</title>
			<description>They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. You've seen the soul of everyone you've ever met eyes with. Except for one.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1924778/</link>
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			<title>Tally Mark Tattoo</title>
			<description>You run a tattoo parlor. Every couple of weeks, the same customer comes in, always requesting the same tattoo: an additional tally mark on an ever-growing cluster of tally marks.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1924775/</link>
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			<title>The Devil's helper wishes he wore Prada</title>
			<description>Due to a clerical error, one lucky guy on earth reaps the benefits of Satan's vast power for a simple trade-off.  This story is what goes on behind the scenes down in Hell.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1924716/</link>
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			<title>I am an inanimate object.  What am I?</title>
			<description>Write an emotionally compelling narrative from the perspective of an inanimate object. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1924697/</link>
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			<title>I don't want to live in a world where French Fries don't exist</title>
			<description>It is the year 2032. Due to increasing obesity, fast food joints have been banned entirely. Tell us the tale of bootlegging and speakeasies in this troubled time of prohibition.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1924695/</link>
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			<title>Evil Human, Good Human</title>
			<description>Every human suddenly splits into two people, their good side and bad side.  This is our story.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1924111/</link>
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			<title>Memory loss to death</title>
			<description>A person suffering from memory loss lives day-to-day by utilizing a system of sticky notes on their bedroom wall.  One day, they find a note that says &quot;Stop trying to remember.  It's killing you&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1924110/</link>
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			<title>GodSmoke - The Ultimate Pill</title>
			<description>A drug has been outlawed decades ago that has a fifty-fifty shot at making the user incredibly intelligent, or completely insane. He holds the last pill in existence.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1924109/</link>
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			<title>The Fight for the Island</title>
			<description>A young warrior seeks to take over the great Island his family was banished from.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1924107/</link>
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			<title>The Flock versus God</title>
			<description>God lied and condemned everybody to Hell. You are leading the revolt against Heaven.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1923365/</link>
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			<title>Unorthodox Strength</title>
			<description>The more tragic your childhood backstory, the more powerful you are as an adult.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1923231/</link>
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			<title>He is back</title>
			<description>His father left 20 years ago the night before his birthday. Today, he finally came home with long bedraggled hair, weather beaten skin, and a sword on his hip.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1923229/</link>
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			<title>Divorce, Drugs, and Instant Emotion</title>
			<description>Emotions have become injectable. Syringes are available from pharmacies</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1923083/</link>
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			<title>The hidden Utopia</title>
			<description>A planet known for it's trashed wastelands and it's global poverty proves to be much more on the inside than anyone could have ever imagined.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1923081/</link>
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			<title>The Fire at Everest</title>
			<description>At birth, everyone is assigned a randomly-placed respawn point, which works until the age of 70. His is Mt. Everest</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1923079/</link>
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			<title>Journey to the Edge of the World</title>
			<description>A society inhabits a dyson sphere but after generations, they forget their world is manmade. A conspiracy theorist discovers the truth.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1922713/</link>
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			<title>Quiet Rage</title>
			<description>Starting at the age of 10, humans are given companion animals that develop along side them.  Their behavior dictates the beast that will be gifted.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1922708/</link>
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			<title>Every warrior has his strengths</title>
			<description>Courage does not always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, 'I will try again tomorrow</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1920211/</link>
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			<title>Immortality is not all that it's talked up to be</title>
			<description>An immortal being attempts to relate to and comfort a human who is afraid of death</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1920209/</link>
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			<title>The Protagonists who decided he was fed up with his story</title>
			<description>Normally, the brave knight would act accordingly to the author from above but not today!  The knight will do everything he can to ruin the story, even if it ends his life!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1920207/</link>
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			<title>Eternal Friendship</title>
			<description>A young child befriends the infamous Death after seeing him take his grandma's life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TylerP3358/1919783/</link>
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