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			<title>A Paean to Coffee</title>
			<description>Oh, caffeine, From my favorite bean, It's yet to be seen, If you'll cause me ren- al failure.  I love you so, Though you normally grow, In farms with mostly slave labour.</description>
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			<title>Inspector Asheford and the Crystal Diamond(Working Title)</title>
			<description>That is not dead which can eternal lie,And with strange aeons, even death may die.-Abdul AlhazredDeep within the dark, uncharted jungles of the Antipodes; hidden from the light of the moon and stars by the unkempt canopy above; the heroic Inspector Asheford, pistol in hand, stealthily approached the..</description>
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			<title>The Amazing Adventures of the Incredible Inspector Asheford and Friends</title>
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			<title>Doctor Haikwho</title>
			<description>The monster attacks;then, deus ex machinait turns out ok.</description>
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			<title>America: A Brief History</title>
			<description>The story of America, from its humble beginnings to its space-faring days.</description>
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			<title>One Cold Winters Night</title>
			<description>'Twas the deep of DecemberWhen late in the night,Guided by starsAnd the Moons shining light,The Spirit of Christmas,A miraculous sight,Moved through the streetsTo set the world right.As the cold days drew onBy the warm firesides,Against blizzards and frost,That spirit resides;Away from the darkOf th..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2: A Pecuiliar Turn of Events</title>
			<description>The Professor began to turn towards his companion when he suddenly felt the the cold, brittle barrel of a pistol pushed against his back.'I- I had nothing to do with this! Do- don't shoot me, please!' the Professor stuttered.'I know it wasn't you. Just stand still. This will all be over in a minute...</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1: The Crime of the Century</title>
			<description>Book One of Three: A Time for the StarsWherein the tale of how mankind reaches the stars is told, and also some of the stuff it did while it was there.'Sacr&amp;eacute; bleu!'Professor Jean-Croissant, curator of the Louvre in Paris, stumbled back; aghast at the incredible improbability before him. The f..</description>
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			<title>A Night at The Space Opera</title>
			<description>The story of how Mankind reached the stars, and what it did when it got there.</description>
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