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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>Smokefrom the factories hung over the banks of the three rivers like a storm cloud.Pennsylvania&amp;rsquo;s very own London, the city of Pittsburgh was bathed in a grittyfog. Combined with the stifling August heat, the filthy air gave SaoirseO&amp;rsquo;Callaghan a mad desire to jump straight in..</description>
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			<title>Pursuing Freedom</title>
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