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		<title>Sailing, Sailing Over The Bounding Main</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sent out in three aimless directions. Dear Various Factions of &#8220;Them,&#8221; When the river flowed past my door I knew it would only be seconds before I would have to leave. I didn&#8217;t have to follow the Shaman&#8217;s advice nor did I have to follow him, but I knew, if only to be closer to [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Pimpin&#8217;</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Link to the Video At 1:05 an interesting fact comes up. No matter what I think or what I know, homey&#8217;s pimpin&#8217; into the next millennium. Well that fuck&#8217;s what I was taught, I guess we were able to rebuild. Oops, I&#8217;ve already said too much.]]></description>
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		<title>Distraction From the Road Trip to Distort Reality and Fantasy</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[She was the first to give him Adderall. Adderall is a wonder drug if one wants to stay up all night studying, playing video games, wandering around Vegas, or finishing a day’s worth of farm work before lunch, or driving 1,300 miles in less than 24 hours. She was just trying to share and be [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Brown Comforter</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[She said, “C’est le Jardin d’Éden,” in broken childlike French. In perfect English, he said, “I am the Old Man in the Sea.” They were both learning as they lay together on the cream floral printed sheets, the comforter kicked to the floor. She always did this in motel and hotel rooms, no matter how [...]]]></description>
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