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			<title>Nellie's story</title>
			<description>This story is set in the not too distant future.  It is a time in our country when your beliefs are scrutinized by the government.  You can be persecuted for those beliefs.  </description>
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			<title>Isaiah's Story</title>
			<description>Deep in the rolling hills of the mid-west, there are communities that have been forgotten.  Their quaint, pre-industrial way of life seems odd and backward to most of us.  To those who live this life,</description>
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			<title>Elk Mountain</title>
			<description>Spying, as well as other intelligence assessment, has existed since ancient times. In the 1980s.  Efforts to use espionage for military advantage are well documented.  This is of one of those stories.</description>
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			<title>Kyra</title>
			<description>In a country where morals and decency are viewed as hateful and dangerous Christians have been labeled as a hate group. This is how Kyra became a fugitive.</description>
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			<title>Broughton</title>
			<description>&quot; This is a tale from our distant past. It takes place in a long-forgotten land, at a time when the history of our struggles was lost to time. The struggle of a people who fought for the right to exis</description>
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