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			<title>Chapter one </title>
			<description>1July2005&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nb..</description>
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			<title>Ash to Ash</title>
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			<title>Jimmy the Unemployed Reaper</title>
			<description>Jimmy the Unemployed reaperBy: Taylor Hurst&amp;nbsp;BANG!David let out a small gasp as the bullet collided with his body,knocking him to the ground. Cold pavement smashed his into head, and a loudcrack echoed throughout the alleyway.&amp;nbsp;He opened his eyes slowly in hopes of ge..</description>
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			<title>Thursday Morning</title>
			<description>Thursday MorningBy:Taylor Hurst&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I knew something was wrong the moment I walked into Mrs.Knickerbocker&amp;rsquo;s class that Thursday Morning. Any other da..</description>
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