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		<title>Overture</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 15 Mar 2008 11:43:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[And all up towards, 
jennifer blue&#8211;
again caught short.

And sputtering comes
Like throat coughs stuck to the mirror mid way fall

For who&#8211;
Isn’t it thorough enough?

Or has the 
Placent thing com
Faster than it reads
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		<title>Hotel Adelsheville: Chapter One</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Jan 2008 00:02:37 +0000</pubDate>
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            Let me begin with a description of sorts:  Ang was a town with few amenities, but was a stop for many travelers on their way south to the city. On a hill north of the main street, beyond the small shops and eateries stood [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Christmas Ring: a Children&#8217;s Story</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 11 Dec 2007 00:55:52 +0000</pubDate>
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            It was near two in the afternoon and Vernon Stroud was whistling. He ambled along the sidewalk gazing upon the ivy growing to overtake a large brick building when he came to an opening in the cast iron fence. The birds quieted and the wind swept the ground in front of him. It [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Waiting to play the piano drunk like a percussion instrument until the fingers begin to bleed a bit</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 19 Nov 2007 19:31:13 +0000</pubDate>
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            No matter what “dropped on your head as a child” attitude you want to take, that old jackass knew how to write.  I had heard of him maybe two years ago, sitting in Jamie’s bar on Fifth with two prostitutes and a warm glass of beer, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Flash Cards and Pinky Fingers</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 08 Nov 2007 23:10:14 +0000</pubDate>
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The television set swells the living room with the sound of falling anvils and hysterical laughing so loud I can barely sleep through it. The twins fight in the hall, outside my door.
&#8220;Give it back!&#8221;
&#8220;I got it, so its mine, not yours, cause you don&#8217;t have one, so&#8217;s its all mine.&#8221;
&#8220;Is not, you just found [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Ponderings and Miscommunication to the World’s Iniquitous Stage</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2007 22:42:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“Why must man be humanized?  Does this not only accent his ineptitude—or the ineptitude of so many that do not fill the lace-down dress shoes of their predecessors?”  The old man jotted his thoughts on a large drawing pad resting on his knees.  “It is the darkness in which so many live that defines the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Game Show</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2007 22:41:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[
             Kent Lamar signed the contract and became a game show host in July, to replace his predecessor, Martin James, for the upcoming season.  Looking around him, the cold stare of camera lenses reminded him of bug eyes, “Why do they seem so sterile?” he pondered.  Fervent activity swarmed around him, and loud cracks from electric [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Vae Victis</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2007 22:37:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was not yet three o&#8217;clock in the afternoon, but the cloud cover made any indication of time very difficult to discern. I stood on a post made of cement and took a deep pull from my cigarette. Every so often I would crane my neck and tilt it a bit to see over the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Mock Turtle</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2007 22:34:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[July 6, 2007:
The pigs have got me. I feel them closing the walls like some crude form of medieval torture. The escape was narrow, but I have my life, my typewriter and a few odd books. Also two pints of brandy that I have no idea what to do with. I don&#8217;t drink brandy, but [...]]]></description>
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		<title>At a Loss, Our Character is Redeemed</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 01 Nov 2007 22:33:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The place in which we live is processed and processed by individuals with hefty paychecks, but is understood only by those who struggle.  Our suffering gives us hope and our pain gives us meaning.  The issue at hand is that the problems faced by the layman are radically different from those inhibiting the powerful and [...]]]></description>
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