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		<title>again</title>
		<description>	the beginning proper of this sordid tale
	In the end Nick had given an acquaintance a hundred dollar deal to introduce and vouch for him. This acquaintance, actually a customer, had explained that the guy they would meet was a paranoid, gun-toting icehead and that he, the acquaintance, would have to ...</description>
		<link>http://authorities.blogsome.com/2007/03/17/again/</link>
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		<title>there was none</title>
		<description>	Only a short eternity later, Frantisek was also gone.

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		<link>http://authorities.blogsome.com/2007/03/15/there-was-none/</link>
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		<title>and then</title>
		<description>	When he awoke, Jihad was gone.

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		<link>http://authorities.blogsome.com/2007/03/15/and-then/</link>
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		<title>take pleasure in your diseases</title>
		<description>	There was a long pause after the guard had wandered away, and then Jihad spoke. &#8220;Did you know that some of those soldiers were charged after we all saw those images of what was the term prisoner abuse, and that that woman soldier in those photos was convicted of &#8216;adultery&#8217;? ...</description>
		<link>http://authorities.blogsome.com/2007/03/15/take-pleasure-in-your-diseases/</link>
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		<title>off-white in shape</title>
		<description>	&#8220;Your turn,&#8221; noted his new cellmate. &#8220;What are you in for?&#8221;
	&#8220;Don&#8217;t know. You?&#8221;
	Frantisek really didn&#8217;t know what he was doing in prison, but his old cellmate had informed him that it was &#8216;languishing&#8217;. This same old cellmate had been taken away shortly afterward. A guard had overheard him saying to ...</description>
		<link>http://authorities.blogsome.com/2007/03/13/disquisition/</link>
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		<title>I never promised you a perfumed garden</title>
		<description>	Frantisek left an OCD record of disillusionment with humanity and withdrawal from the world following his unsuccessful effort to learn how to play the triangle.
	The latter involved frequent violent tantrums, and once a neighbour felt it necessary to call the authorities. Police eventually broke into his flat, only to find ...</description>
		<link>http://authorities.blogsome.com/2007/03/10/i-never-promised-you-a-perfumed-garden/</link>
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		<title>blogfiction</title>
		<description>	The project, now: to write a novel on-line, posting and rewriting posts.
	These first sections are a prologue entitled &#8220;now&#8221;, before the section entitled &#8220;again&#8221;.
	The problem with this method is that the chapters appear in reverse order. It may be possible to alter this, but I have no idea how.

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