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		<description>The original writings of author Hairythoughts</description>
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			<title>Expectations on Men</title>
			<description>I've never been a masculine man. Sometimes people discriminate against me because I don't fit their picture of a heterosexual man. Whatever that picture may be. What genre should this be?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hairythoughts/1952373/</link>
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			<title>Expectations on Men</title>
			<description>I've never been a masculine man. Sometimes people discriminate against me because I don't fit their picture of a heterosexual man. Whatever that picture may be. What genre should this be?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hairythoughts/1952372/</link>
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			<title>Make Myself Yours</title>
			<description>Love is like an addiction. It limits your choices. Not knowing what to say or not being heard marks a chasm in your relationship. I don't want to need the possibility of choice when I'm in love.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hairythoughts/1952107/</link>
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			<title>Satellites</title>
			<description>Since the beginning of time and more so than ever today we define ourselves by the reactions of others to our identity. Many of us are dependent on praise by unknown persons, which is absurd.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hairythoughts/1951825/</link>
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			<title>Darkness</title>
			<description>A girl I should not have been in love with made me fall in love with her. All at the same time my sense of justice and my rationality told me to stay with my then girlfriend. And I did. And I do.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hairythoughts/1951821/</link>
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			<title>I'll Set You Free</title>
			<description>Sometimes we want to force our relationships to continue. This is a description of my countermeasure against trying to hard to keep what I have.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hairythoughts/1951818/</link>
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			<title>Hugs</title>
			<description>I sometimes meet people that are incredibly good at presenting themselves. Indeed, our modern time gives you the opportunity to construct your identity by selectively presenting yourself at your best.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hairythoughts/1949646/</link>
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			<title>Wisdom</title>
			<description>Everyone believes that she is wise. Each single person has its special formula for wisdom. Finally, it is pretty hard to define wisdom if you actually try it. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hairythoughts/1949644/</link>
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			<title>Unity</title>
			<description>What does it mean to be one? What does it mean to be you? What is identity? What does it take all parts of you to become one unified concept?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hairythoughts/1949642/</link>
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			<title>She Wants</title>
			<description>A description of a person close to me. She is torn between incompatible values and desires. A normal case so to speak as all of us are.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hairythoughts/1949639/</link>
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			<title>Why I don't like to be reminded of how thin I am.</title>
			<description>I've been pretty thin since birth. Unexpectedly (for many people) I get picked on for it even now (24 years old).</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hairythoughts/1947944/</link>
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			<title>Thoughts of a 20 Something</title>
			<description>I often marvel at what I should do with this life that seems so extremely short lived to me. My grandparents are almost 90 years old now and they still go to work every day (family led company).      </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Hairythoughts/1947942/</link>
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