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			<description>Strange markings are showing up all over Spokane. Elaborate red horses all over the walls of the city... but the police don't seem to mind. They're curious, in fact.</description>
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			<title>In Depth</title>
			<description>I watch people fall apart on a daily basis; rip their hair out, scream, cry, sing, try to break through the walls, and even eat chess pieces I never had in the room to begin with. I would be damned if even one of them were able to look me in the eye for more than two seconds, before continui..</description>
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			<title>Stir Crazy</title>
			<description>Martin's sanity is hanging by a thread. His constant blackouts and horrific awakenings leave him leave him begging to the darkness to not lose his mind. Then again, can one lose what one never had?</description>
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