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			<title>More Than Just a Pretty Facebook</title>
			<description>As the human population grows, so does the structure that is required to support it. With copious amounts of peer pressure, a new medium for social interaction is being used every second of every day, world wide. This foundation comes in the form of a website called &amp;ldquo;Facebook&amp;rdquo;. Sin..</description>
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			<title>A Prescription for Love</title>
			<description>Setting: The living room of a modest town house owned by an elderly couple.Gladys: B! Pat Sajak! Gimme a B! Don't listen to that blonde bimbo!*Screams at the T.V. leaning toward it*Eugene: You said B last time and there weren't any.*Said almost timidly*Gladys: Oh hush! You don't even know how Wheel ..</description>
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			<title>Graveside Prayers</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; A whipping wind swept itself into the opening car doors where it nestled amongst the tear ridden seats of the cars parked orderly on the side of the road. The drooping foliage of the weeping willows mirrored the sagging faces of those who came to pay their final respects. The trees, almost hi..</description>
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