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			<title>Chapter Two</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;What was that?&amp;rdquo; Livewire exclaimsas a building five blocks ahead of us explodes. He parks the bike in a nearbyalley and tells me to stay put. That&amp;rsquo;s the second time tonight that I&amp;rsquo;ve beentold to sit on the sidelines.&amp;ldquo;If I need you I&amp;rsquo;ll call,&amp;rdquo; ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s half past eleven when he sneaks out for a cigarette. He fishes around in his pocket for a while then pulls out a tight fist and struggles to light his tobacco. A part-time employee at Dragoon Ink, a small tattoo parlor downtown, Mumbles was the man to go to for information on the seedy un..</description>
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			<title>Daemon Reign</title>
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