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		<description><![CDATA[~Kathryn Jackson I have a dream we&#8217;re in Barcelona.  You&#8217;re yelling in the back of a cab with your hair all dolled up like John Lennon, your heart pounding so hard like the whole rest of the universe has capitulated to atrophy.  You&#8217;re slurring your words and the second syllable of &#8220;Barcelona&#8221; tumbles past your [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Driving Home</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[~Sasha R. @ www.asylumlabs.com Mist fell on the streets of Los Angeles, forming millions of tiny rhinestones on my windshield that caught passing streetlights in a blinding wave of gold. The rare visitation of water coaxed dormant oils from the asphalt, slicked the streets and sent LA drivers into fits of hysteria. The engine&#8217;s throaty [...]]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[~Daniela Davies I walked away! Just like so many nights before. Walked away, but yearned to kiss her. The tension palpable in the air, but yet no kiss. We made small talk. &#8220;Wow. Its really ACTUALLY cold tonight.&#8221; &#8220;Yeah it rarely gets this cold down here.&#8221; Although the rarely cool weather in So. Cal. is [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Story of the Secret Princess</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8211;Mari A. Lee, MFT Once upon a time a beautiful little girl was born. She was precious, sweet, joyful, and full of wonder. She loved nature, laughter, windy days and cute kittens; her horse was one of her best friends in life. This lovely little girl could be found helping creatures in need – trapped [...]]]></description>
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