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	<title>The Mondegreen.</title>
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	<description>That angsty teen.</description>
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		<title>Building -&gt; House On Fire</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Where does my mind reach?
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I know the way.
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		<title>Galatians 5:4</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The sun had beat down on them for little over a month now, their headclothes had dissolved, what remained on their bodies was bleached and threadbare &#8211; the smell of the earth permeated through the core of their very minds, Harkoff, Shredig and Foolio trudged blindly into the southern Nelen suburbs of Lesser Jou.
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&#8220;Mister Minister?&#8221;
The [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=theamazingfruitsalad.wordpress.com&blog=1197853&post=640&subd=theamazingfruitsalad&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>O RH Positive</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Karvezide &#8211; 12.5mg
Slow K &#8211; 600mg
Mobic &#8211; 15mg
Zoton &#8211; 30 mg
Lipitor &#8211; 10 mg
Lovan &#8211; 20 mg
Frusemide &#8211; 20 mg
Marvevan &#8211; 3 mg
Zandip &#8211; 9.4 mg
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		<title>Worthy Of Gold</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The Death of Daffy Duck
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The two couples had eaten together once a month since their university days; eaten their way through menus of most of the decent restaurants in the city, and more than a few of the indecent. At times other shared their table &#8211; other couples, the odd &#8216;confirmed bachelor&#8217; friend or visiting [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=theamazingfruitsalad.wordpress.com&blog=1197853&post=633&subd=theamazingfruitsalad&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>The Beach</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Sven slept at his desk with a small light on, books open and blinds closed. He dreamt of lawnmovers mowing endless plains of grass, until his vibrating mobile phone finally woke him.
&#8220;Dude, everyone&#8217;s going to the beach.&#8221;
&#8220;Studying&#8230; I gotta &#8211; I gotta study.&#8221;
&#8220;You sound half asleep, you always fall asleep when you study.&#8221;
&#8220;Its not my [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=theamazingfruitsalad.wordpress.com&blog=1197853&post=628&subd=theamazingfruitsalad&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Written Backwards</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8216;okay&#8217;
&#8216;okay&#8217;
&#8216;haha&#8217;
&#8216;okay&#8217;
.
&#8220;You know, that&#8217;s it, we&#8217;re not making any progress here, just go home guys.&#8221;
Chairs met tables, scraped walls, exhausted and exasperated students slipped outside, past the poorly lit faculty façade, Jerome scoffing to himself.
&#8220;God.. Idiots.&#8221;
Laughter seemed to boil out of the creamy sun-bleached wall light spewing silhouettes onto red bricks, Jerome spun around and a [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=theamazingfruitsalad.wordpress.com&blog=1197853&post=626&subd=theamazingfruitsalad&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Yo, Comic</title>
		<description><![CDATA[


&#8220;I TOLD YOU TO KEEP QUIET!&#8221;


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		<title>Spring</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Winter keeps getting longer over here.&#8221;
Bertrina Humphries and the Minister for Malasrion were amongst the dainty flowers of the Sherpie estate gardens.
&#8220;It&#8217;s absolutely freezing,&#8221; Humphries appeared to be wearing about three animals as she squinted at the flower-adorned fountain they stood by, not wanting to miss the possibility of seeing the twinkling streams of water [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=theamazingfruitsalad.wordpress.com&blog=1197853&post=613&subd=theamazingfruitsalad&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>&#8220;God Jerry I&#8217;m Sorry, I&#8217;m Sorry, I&#8217;m Really Sorry Jerry&#8221;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Harkoff found himself emptying sand onto the cheap rug running across the hollow, thinning floor-boards of the Minister&#8217;s office.
&#8220;Wake up, little dreamer!&#8221; Shrendig rolled Harkoff out of their sack-cloth shade and onto the burning desert sand. He laid there for a moment, before scrambling back into the shade.
&#8220;You know you called out in your sleep.&#8221;
&#8220;Shut [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=theamazingfruitsalad.wordpress.com&blog=1197853&post=611&subd=theamazingfruitsalad&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Build Bridges</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Burn, bridges! Burn!
Become glowing coals,
And boil the river-stream.
Craze the town to burn them all,
Burn!
When I look I cannot see anything but the past.
Curdle my neuroses.
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