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<title>Bat Girl</title>
<description><![CDATA[<p><font size="1" face="Verdana">I seem to have an affection for
pitchers and catchers. My favorite pairing to watch is Alan
Zinter catching for Kyle Farnsworth. You usually think of
catchers as short chubby guys that guard the plate, but Alan is
neither! </font></p>]]></description>
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<title>Past Life</title>
<description><![CDATA[<p><font size="1" face="Verdana">Once upon a time&#133; don&#146;t
all stories start that way? Not this one. This one is a bit
different. Once in this cycle of time, which is not to say that
it hasn&#146;t happened before, and certainly not to say that it
won&#146;t happen again&#133; once in this cycle, there was a
young Keltic girl, with auborn hair that fell to the small of her
back, wild green eyes with an odd flame in them, and a strange
smile about her lips most days. </font></p>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 03 May 2005 10:08:26 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>General Hospital</title>
<description><![CDATA[<p><font size="1" face="Verdana">Michelle was shown into the
examining room and told to disrobe. She was handed a skimpy
hospital type gown and was told the doctor would be with her
shortly. As she sat on the table, waiting impatiently, her gown
barely covered her.</font></p>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 19 Apr 2005 11:46:21 +0000</pubDate>
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<title>The beginning</title>
<description><![CDATA[<p><font size="1" face="Verdana">I smiled smugly to myself as the
eight men who were to carry my palanquin stepped up to the four
poles, two for each end of each pole. Gesturing for Damin to
follow me, I settled on the cushions, curling into a comfortable
position.</font></p>]]></description>
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<pubDate>Sun, 10 Apr 2005 09:44:43 +0000</pubDate>
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