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					<description><![CDATA[Part I Michael and I had been best friends since the first week of high school. I met him in the lunch line, both of us shuffling forward with our plastic trays, silently weighing whether the nachos looked edible. He cracked a joke about the...]]></description>
		
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					<description><![CDATA[He was called “Old Man McConnell,” but Jarrod McConnell never considered himself old; he was barely over sixty, for Pete’s sake.  But then again, he never considered himself rude, unpleasant, smelly, or a social outcast, but ask anyone else in Shorehaven if he was, and...]]></description>
		
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		<pubDate>Fri, 09 Oct 2020 16:00:52 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Part I How happy we are today The feeling will only escape No matter who we blame it on When the thrill is gone, it&#8217;s gone, it&#8217;s gone  &#8211; Trifonic Warren Biggs thundered into the radio station that sat at the edge of town, the...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Skin-Collector</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Aug 2020 16:00:26 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Jessie wondered if she and her brother would have more in common if they had been identical twins. The differences didn’t surface unless you spent several days watching them. Minus the lack of identical faces, they seemed to have the same bond that every other...]]></description>
		
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