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			<title>I Don't Know How to Say Goodbye</title>
			<description>I don&amp;rsquo;t know how to say goodbye .I guess I could nameyou all individually. One. By. One. But that would take me a lifetime that I don&amp;rsquo;t have. And anyways goodbye is such a final and disheartening word. I&amp;rsquo;ll see all of you again someday. Some wi..</description>
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			<description>Part of a story about a leper colony; unfinished. </description>
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			<title>Things I Come Across While Cleaning My Grandfather&amp;rsquo;s Attic</title>
			<description>A half-tarnished andfully-bent spoon, a pocket knife with blade dulled from idle scratching, afolded map of Vietnam with a tear along the crease in the middle as if it knewwhat it could have been, empty brass shells. A canteen as empty anddry as Ho Chi Minh City in earlyJanuary, ..</description>
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			<title>The Screenplay of Daniel Burton&amp;rsquo;s (My Husband&amp;rsquo;s) Death</title>
			<description>No, I have never been married. So no, this is not really my husband. 
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			<title>Little Love Things</title>
			<description>There&amp;rsquo;sa plastic blue photo frame with a chipped cornerOnmy mahogany desk at the bank that Ithank the Lord for every dayAsI lay my tattered purse on the chair nextTome, because we always have picturesOfthe two of us to fill it. There&amp;rsquo;san Italian ..</description>
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