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			<title>Fire Starter</title>
			<description>I held the thing down as adrenaline-fuelled my strength, I survived this long I sure as hell wasn't going down cause who-whatever these fools are, not me, not today.</description>
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			<description>They came, it was during the night, I nearly bashed one in the head cause I thought he was that punk that kept going to far and scared the hell out of me. I didn't expect this...</description>
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