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			<title>The Almost Intoxication</title>
			<description>&quot;No, no, no&amp;rdquo; she looked over everything on the menu, knowingshe could afford every single thing but getting this nagging feeling that shewas being scammed in broad daylight. She flipped through the pages again andfound the alcohol section and read thought th..</description>
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			<title>RED</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Through the curtain of her eyes,&amp;nbsp;A scarlet lightwas seen.The new crack of a different day.First blood was shed and drawn.Through her ribs&amp;nbsp;He pulled theknifeAnd watched her Flood the groundWith liquid life and i..</description>
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			<title>The Act</title>
			<description>It was the first cold night of the season.I walked around in the cold, wearing a light t-shirt and shorts. I&amp;rsquo;d known it would be cold, the uptight weather lady made it clear the night before when my brother insisted we&amp;rsquo;d watch the weather report. The whole family was there laughing and t..</description>
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