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			<title>Alien Attack</title>
			<description>Everyone, be very careful... or not...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CyberMoi/388069/</link>
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			<title>Whether Report</title>
			<description>details on your local area following the evening news...</description>
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			<title>Chapter 4: Banana</title>
			<description>Chapter 4: Banana&amp;nbsp;The trails of tiny butter bright Sleep Ants were already falling away from his face and junctures of his body segments, satiated after a pre-dawn glut of overnight secretions, when Globbelet sprang awake, flicking the last few off his tail without so much as a Thank-you. &amp;..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3: Banana</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Chapter 3: Banana&amp;nbsp;The unlikely phrase, &amp;ldquo;Death by Lobster,&amp;rdquo; was being bandied about, along with &amp;ldquo;Lobster Mobster&amp;rdquo; and &amp;ldquo;Lobcattack!&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;A Spineretti banner sporting the words, &amp;ldquo;Not so Fluffy, now...&amp;rdquo; already waved from the top of a Nor..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2: Banana</title>
			<description>Chapter 2: Banana&amp;nbsp;A swollen sun sank low in the horizon, dripping the last of its molten gold on a remarkable cross-section of the population of Watt wending its leisurely way towards the capital city of Little Vegas and the Palomino Porn Ranch. The Via Westa bristled with an activity unusu..</description>
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			<title>Chapter One: Banana</title>
			<description>WHERE THE AIR IS ELECTRICBook One: The Day of the Fluffy Pink Lobster-Cat ThingChapter 1: Banana&amp;nbsp;Globbelet ran and ran, and then ran some more, because that&amp;rsquo;s what he liked to do. He ran like the wind, then tumbled for a while like a big roly-poly over the purple desert sands an..</description>
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			<title>Where The Air Is Electric -  Book One: The Day of the Fluffy Pink Lobster-Cat Thing</title>
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			<title>Hill of beans...</title>
			<description>when writer's block rears its ugly head</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/CyberMoi/365832/</link>
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			<title>A Few Quick Words Re: Glenn Mahogany (a surprisingly endearing piece of s**t)</title>
			<description>For Howie's Contest - my cupboard is bare + I could use the $10 to buy my poor dog a bone...</description>
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