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		<title>Amusings</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Jul 2008 01:33:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Kristen’s cheeks flushed crimson until the paired objects of her affection and rejection departed up the path far beyond the reaches of the Vomit Cups.  As she watched Ally’s long blonde braid bounce just above her perfectly formed ass leading Cameron through the lineup of amusement rides, like a rat following the scent of cheese, her [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Storytelling</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Jun 2008 23:20:13 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The crowd had surged to the yellow tape line, but could still feel the heat of the blaze and smell things they’d rather not think too hard about.  Two homeless men, escorted by police from inside the disaster zone, joined the cordoned crowd. 
            “I’m telling you, it was her mad cat,” Old Homer screamed [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Caleb&#8217;s Wall</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Wisp wraps her arms around herself and jumps all jittery saying one day, like Tammy, we’re gonna be partying with the gods, or like gods, or something like that.  Partying with gods is straight outta Wall’s mouth, not Wisp’s trap.  She don’t really know and neither do I.  She so sure because she says that [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Down-loaded</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Mar 2008 01:57:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“Dis-co’s greatest hit coming at you again,” the disembodied voice shrieked.
            After some brooding, Malabec finally spoke his mind.  “I’m thinking about transferring out.”
            “Why this time?” replied Coldstinger.
            Celine Dion crooned on in the background.  “Near&#8230;Far…wherever you are&#8230;”
            “I’m just not happy here anymore,” he sighed.
            Malabec the Skinsealer’s zeal for his job tapered [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Fight Club Redux: Ambler Style</title>
		<link>http://wordbrew.com/2008/02/28/fight-club-redux-ambler-style/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Feb 2008 06:28:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“Well,” the older gentleman, who went only by the name of Floyd (though everyone knew that was not his real name), yelled to no on in particular as he stood on the cement curb.  He surveyed the scene while fingering the triggers of the two 12 gauge shot guns holstered in the recesses of his [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Daggers and Curses (a chapter of sorts)</title>
		<link>http://wordbrew.com/2008/02/21/daggers-and-curses-a-chapter-of-sorts/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 22 Feb 2008 00:37:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“Put my son in my office!” Ferinus shouted to his men.
            Two men in Armani suits dragged the unconscious body across the Italian marble tile floor while a third watched them toss him into the armchair.  A heavy blood trail marked his passage through the halls that the servants immediately attacked before any guests would [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Misfortune&#8217;s Fingertips</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 31 Jan 2008 16:42:23 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The buzzer indicated in seven small electric bursts that a bachelor party had arrived or some crew off the second shift wandering in to spend their tips.  Like cogs in a well-oiled machine, seven girls rose from their various activities in one lithe choreographed movement.  Each slipped her numbered bracelet off, tossing them [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Draftings</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 17 Jan 2008 20:44:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The paper begged him to write.  The Mont Blanc pen screamed to be used.  The nameplate silently willed him to bind poetry worthy of that name to the page, but his focus was trying to move the elephant off his desk, the one sitting on the paper.  Every morning he retreated to his third floor office: [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Warnings &amp; Gameshows</title>
		<link>http://wordbrew.com/2008/01/03/warnings-gameshows/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 03 Jan 2008 08:51:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The cabinet meeting continued through the agenda as planned with little to no outburst from anybody, including the president. The more salient points were discussed first, followed by issues requiring slight debate and finally the planning team gridlocked on the pressing current military strategy problems. This particular meeting at the president&#8217;s favorite round table (it [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Positive</title>
		<link>http://wordbrew.com/2007/08/06/positive/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Aug 2007 20:21:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hearing the familiar scraping sound of the key cleaving to the front door lock, she allowed the pain and rage wash over her again.  The mirrored motion of the front door closing to the hallway closet opening, the graceful sleight of hand of hanging a raincoat on its hanger and the clink of dropping keys in [...]]]></description>
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