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			<title>Fin.</title>
			<description>Welcome ladies and gentlemen</description>
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			<title>And so it goes</title>
			<description>A silent fall</description>
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			<title>Vertigo</title>
			<description>What an angry boy, with such a hidden villainous smile. Never sated. How sickening, how nauseating to be so. The common plague of a human condition.</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3| Henry, a hen</title>
			<description>Alright so yeah things we're seeming hellish, the exosphere conduits were severing from their base plants and dangling from the sky like tentacles, oozing unprocessed soy milk, and sporadically crashing into the ground, and reverberating loud enough to induce deafness from kilometres away.&amp;nbsp;Once..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2| A Madman's master plan</title>
			<description>esus Christ, these people make me want to castrate myself.It was very still on the beach. I didn't come often. Too many blonde a******s bouncing around barefooted, with their overly sheen golden retrievers as if no other animal had ever been invented for human contact. Actually scratch that, no anim..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1| Return to Sender</title>
			<description>Last winter when my sister brought her friend Bernard over for break, I really wish she hadn't attempted suicide in the back yard.</description>
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			<title>Error code: 172</title>
			<description>Errorcode173: This is a synopisis. Synapse? Synopsis?... That's how you say itright, synopsis? Synopsis.Honestly the book is more of a found footage summaryof a pretty lacklustre teenage boy in the middle of&amp;nbsp;a bloody war and apremature raging dumpster fire of an existential life..</description>
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			<title>The Clementine Paradigm  (A science fiction manifesto)</title>
			<description>It's a science fiction about 17-year-old gay dude and his best friend, succumbing to peer pressure and foolishly trying to ride the waves of an intergalactic war. There's a better description in there</description>
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