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	<title>Fiction at Courage, my friend &#187; Short Stories</title>
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	<description>by Chris Poirier</description>
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		<title>Dajoën</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 21 Jun 2008 08:03:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sleep had not come easily, that night, and I woke early—well before sunrise.  The air was thick with a cold, grey mist, and in the dim light of dawn, even the trees that surrounded us were hard to make out, their presence marked only by an occasional smudge in the grey.  I was freezing, and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>What to Do</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2008 11:10:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[There are few things more annoying than a blank page.&#160; It sits there, minute after minute, hour after hour, staring back at you, laughing.

It was a cool night, and a gentle breeze was blowing, riffling the blank pages of the notebook that lay open on my lap.&#160; I was sitting out on my balcony, trying [...]]]></description>
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