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		<title>What Time Is It? </title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 25 Sep 2021 16:00:54 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[PART ONE I guess I’ll start with an introduction?  My name is Brendon Spirit.  Ac&#8230;actually, no.  Sorry, no, it’s not.  I suppose I should be honest in case anyone actually finds this voice recording.  My name – my real name – is Kermit Stainton, and...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Acceptance</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Sep 2021 16:00:46 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Woodard Hall was empty.  All the university workers were gone for the day, but it didn’t matter whether the building was occupied or not; it always felt empty.  The long corridors sprinkled with muted orange lights drained all the energy out of the building, like...]]></description>
		
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		<title>A Wonderful Day</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Sep 2021 16:00:20 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Mr. Vanhin had a wonderful day.  He woke up at 5 am, said his morning prayers, and cooked himself a full breakfast, complete with fried eggs, sausages, and bacon.  At 10 am, after a short nap in his favorite armchair, he grabbed his cane, put...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Momma Won&#8217;t Stay Dead</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 29 Aug 2020 16:00:55 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My sister didn’t come to the funeral. And I honestly didn’t blame her one bit. There towards the end of Mom’s life, things had gotten unbearably rough. I took a semester off of college to stay home and help Dad out during Mom’s last few...]]></description>
		
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		<title>I Bought a Working Time Machine</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 26 Aug 2020 16:00:44 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[All of my life, I’ve heard people say we are heading into a new utopian age of progressive enlightenment, and while I really wanted to believe that to be true, with the things I have seen going on with the world, I’ve had to remain...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Never Look Out a Window at Night</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 13 Aug 2020 16:00:14 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I was always told not to look out a window at night, because you might not like what’s looking back at you. They call this an “old wives’ tale” or something like that, but for me, it was just a bunch of silly crap, so...]]></description>
		
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		<title>R.I.P. Ellen</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 19 Jul 2020 16:00:56 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Paige watched with wide eyes as her friend was ushered into a cage with iron bars jagged with rust. An iron arm swung the cage over the edge of the filthy fishing boat. Paige pressed her hands together, her eyes welling with panic. ”No, please!”...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Body Changes</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Jul 2020 16:00:48 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My wife Vicky means more to me than my own life. I’ve consulted doctors after hours, anonymous clinical helplines, even a suicide hotline for Christ’s sake. The only course of action that I have left is to release her into professional medical care. As weak...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Vanishing Act (Part 2)</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Jul 2020 16:00:40 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[This is the 2nd in a multi-part series. If you haven&#8217;t already, please read the 1st part here.  Part II To this day, I don’t know what came over me, but as the cops entered the room, I was overwhelmed with the idea that they...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Vanishing Act (Part 1)</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2020 16:00:49 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Part I Something extraordinary began happening to me this past month, and I’m not sure whether I ought to be relieved or terrified.  For all I know, it’s been going on for several months, or possibly years.  Hell, maybe it’s been going on my entire...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The People in the Old Yellow Car</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 24 Jun 2020 16:00:03 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My mother and I live in a relatively small Midwest town of approximately 10,000 people. In a town this small, it’s common to run into many of the same people during your daily routine, as people tend to take the same roads and have the...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Grey Man at Lost Lake</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 22 Jun 2020 16:00:37 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When I was growing up my family had issues with trespassers. Not something you expect to deal with when your home sits along the shores of a secluded lake hidden deep within the woods. Even more surprising when your neighbors are all members of your...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Luckiest Bastard Alive</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 09 Jun 2020 16:00:48 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Screw Marvin Jenkins. The luckiest bastard in the world. Let me start at the beginning. I was born and raised in Flagstaff, second-generation blue blood. I think I first held a gun at the age of five. I known my way around these parts probably...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Every Year on My Birthday, I Receive a Letter</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 30 May 2020 18:52:03 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Today marks the twentieth anniversary of my father’s death, taken away by a single, senseless act. It just so happens that today is also my birthday. He’d been working late. As he often did, regardless of birthdays or holidays. I understood it was a painful...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Backrooms</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 28 May 2020 16:00:42 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Scratch scratch scratch scratch scratch “Hello?” Scratch scratch scratch scratch “Hello? Somebody? Anybody?!” Scratch scratch scratch scratch “Can anybody hear me?! Please! Please, get me out of here!” Casey stirred. He couldn’t see anything, but he could hear her loud and clear. “Dove? Is that...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Wolves</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 26 May 2020 16:00:50 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I think there’s three of them still out there — three wolves. Aside from the one I killed, I’ve only seen two at any given time, but they’re distinct enough for me to tell them apart — there are three of them. We’ve been trapped...]]></description>
		
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		<title>There&#8217;s a Dead Girl in My Mirror</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 22 May 2020 16:00:45 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Saturday This sounds absolutely idiotic. I know you’ve all heard this kind of thing before – someone thinks her house is haunted, everyone else assures her that she’s just paranoid, and all kinds of terror and gore follows. It’s the stuff of every campy, B-list...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Angels Burned</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 14 May 2020 16:00:20 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[When I was a kid, my stepfather asked me what I wanted to be when I grow up. “A magician,” I answered quickly with worldwide clarity. He huffed at that answer. “That ain’t a job, son. Wearing makeup and doing a little dance at parties...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Siren Song</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 09 May 2020 14:00:56 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I woke up at 3 AM to someone singing through my window. Her voice sounded so close – just inches from my open window. But when I peered out, I didn’t see anyone there. I don’t even remember opening my window, to be honest. All...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Gas Masks and Cornfields</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 08 May 2020 22:00:09 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[We’d been driving around Texas for a while. Clayton, Tom and I had recently graduated, so we had no destination. We were just there to dick around and create some memories until we had to snap back to real life. At one point, Tom had...]]></description>
		
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		<title>There Were Two Moons in the Sky Last Night</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 01 May 2020 16:00:04 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Have you ever looked up at the moon at night and dreamed of a better life? Maybe wished for love or simply looked for inspiration? It’s amazing, isn’t it, such a magnificent celestial body just hanging in the sky, one we’ve lived with since the...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Blink of an Eye</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 30 Apr 2020 11:00:27 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Henry never believed the stories. A marketing trick, that’s all they were, meant to lure tourists who wanted to be fooled. That’s what he told the curator, in so many words, during his job interview. The curator gave Henry a tour of the museum just...]]></description>
		
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		<title>What Was Brought Home</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 29 Apr 2020 16:00:10 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[James was back and Shelley was happy.  After all, so, so many hadn’t been lucky enough to get their husbands back.  Rita Clarence lived just two houses down, and hadn’t Shelley been looking out the window right at the time that the government-issue Ford had...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Spacegirl</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 25 Apr 2020 16:00:46 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[We called her Spacegirl. Her real name was Megan Daniels, but nobody actually called her that. She’d been Spacegirl since Grade 2. She was the kind of kid who stuck out in the crowd with her long red hair, ghostly pale skin and Coke bottle...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Basement Stares</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Apr 2020 16:00:23 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Warren hated that old house. It was coming up on two years since he&#8217;d bought it. Everything in it creaked and leaked, from the basement to the roof, and everything between. It had bare, wooden floors that warped and leaned at crooked angles. Bathrooms wallpapered...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Aberdeen Parade</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 23 Apr 2020 16:00:33 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The road is a light brown path of dirt that stretches up and down the shallow hills, running straight from end to end before becoming serpentine at its eastern end where it meets the main highway. Blades of grass struggle to break through but soon...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Creepypasta is Dead</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 21 Apr 2020 16:00:32 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Creepypasta is dead. Its corpse is filled with parasites. There was a brief, wonderful window of time in the early 2010s where everything was perfect. Slenderman was still scary. Candle Cove could have been a real show. Jeff the Killer was&#8230; well, let’s just say...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Girl the Universe Forgot</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 Apr 2020 16:00:09 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The Mandela Effect. That phrase never meant anything to me. Spooky, I guess, but it wasn’t something I thought about for more than five minutes. I mean, honestly, until college, I didn’t even know what it was. I’m not one for conspiracy theories or ghost...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Road Regret</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2020 22:00:58 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“My god, boys… will you just stop?!? If you keep messing around you’re going to miss your bus and I can’t afford to be late today.” My spirits far too defeated to attain the authoritative tone needed for the situation. Stewie and Collin are still...]]></description>
		
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		<title>A Rat Problem</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2020 16:00:18 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I bought an older house, with no basement.  All I thought at the time was that I would own my own place, at long last; I didn’t think how inconvenient it would be to have just a simple crawlspace.  It doesn’t go all the way...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Someone Darke</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2020 16:00:41 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In the room over his London shop, Darke methodically counted the copper, silver and most especially the gold coins that had poured in during the day. The feel of the cold and beautiful metal in his long, wispy fingers was always comforting to him. The...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Childhood Memories</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2020 22:00:52 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I opened the back door to my house, without bothering to put shoes on, and walked towards the line of trees that stood at the entrance to the forest. It was summer and the warm breeze carried with it the smell of nature, thick and...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Did You Hear the Ice Cream Man Last Night?</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 Apr 2020 16:00:07 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I used to think of Hell as a faraway place. For those of you out there who still hold that belief, this piece of my life is for you. Don’t ask me why I’m doing this; I’m honestly not sure. My therapist says writing about...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Solitude</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Apr 2020 16:00:04 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Edward Harker waited in his office until the financial management firm of Harker, Parks &#38; Associates was empty, and then took the elevator to the parking garage beneath the Manhattan skyscraper. He found his Lincoln Navigator and started it up for the first time in...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Smell</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 06 Apr 2020 16:00:22 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It was on the third day of the stench permeating the house that we decided to call the landlord. In the last month since we had moved in, there had been a lot of creaking and groaning from underneath the house. It was built sometime...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Ouija Board Said It Was Hungry</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 05 Apr 2020 16:00:02 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My name is Henry Himura. I work for a large law firm situated near downtown Los Angeles. We’ve handled some of the biggest, most controversial cases in the last two decades and have built quite a name for ourselves. I am using a pseudonym, because,...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Camper Appreciation</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Apr 2020 16:00:43 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Come on, Jim, you know it’s going to suck.” I didn’t nod, though I wanted to.  Mark was right, as usual.  Most of camp had sucked, to be honest. Tom, on the other hand, tried once more to be the voice of reason, even as...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Buzzards</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 30 Mar 2020 16:00:18 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Need a crime scene clean-up? How about a crime scene clean-up up in a hoarder’s house? Well, free-market problems get free-market solutions. It only makes sense I ended up with Cesar. I guess you could call me the President and Cesar the VP but those...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Some Shooting Stars Aren&#8217;t Meant To Be Wished Upon</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Mar 2020 16:00:42 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[There it was. A fragment of the universe, hurtling through the cosmos. And there I was, gazing up from the comfort of a farmhouse rooftop, built by my father’s hands smack dab in the middle of nowhere. In all the years we lived out there...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Song and Dance Man</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Mar 2020 16:00:23 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[In the small town of Belle Carne, nothing ever happens—until the autumn night a strange man arrives with a fiddle, a smile too wide, and a promise of free music. Drawn by curiosity, the townsfolk gather beneath the glow of a yellow tent, eager to dance away the monotony of their lives. But as the bow begins to glide and the melody takes hold, the dance turns into something far darker. By the time the music stops, Belle Carne will never be the same again. A haunting blend of nostalgia, folklore, and horror, The Song and Dance Man asks one unforgettable question: what would you give to keep dancing when the music won’t let you stop?]]></description>
		
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		<title>Huggy</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Mar 2020 16:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Holy shit!  Is that what I think it is?”  Brandon’s eyes widened into saucers and, despite being filled with an unabated rage towards his older brother just a few hours ago, Michael couldn’t help but smile and nod at the expected reaction.  Even with everything...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Code</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2020 16:00:08 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[As a code enforcement officer, I’m not well-liked by the citizens of Winter Garden, Florida. Most of the time people tend to get upset when you tell them something about their property violates the standards of the City. I’ve only been doing this job about...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Oddity</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 08 Mar 2020 16:00:33 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[There was nothing strange about Amber. She wasn’t too tall or too short. She was of average height and weight. She wasn’t ugly but she wasn’t pretty either and her grades, although passing, were never top marks. She lived in an average house, with an...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Problem With the Drains</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Dec 2019 17:00:45 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Man, that shift sucks!”  I hear it all the time.  I can understand why people say it; I used to think the same thing.  I still do some days.  I’m one of the lucky people that go to work while everybody else is sleeping soundly...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Snow Day</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Dec 2019 17:00:34 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Jake Thomasson pulled the sleeve of his sweatshirt down, covering his hand, and wiped away the condensation from the window.  It was the third time he had done this in the past ten minutes, but he didn’t want to miss seeing if any cars drove...]]></description>
		
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		<title>It Wasn&#8217;t a Reindeer</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 16 Dec 2019 17:00:21 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Christ,” I muttered to myself, as the first flakes of snow started to fall.  They gathered in fuzzy clumps over the windshield before my wipers cleared them away.  I’d been waiting for fifteen — no, twenty minutes now — in my sister’s driveway.  Had I...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Promise</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 12 Sep 2019 16:00:29 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The anniversary of Layne’s death wasn’t for another three days, but when “Cochise” came on the radio as I approached that curve, I took it as a sign. Layne’s favorite song. I pressed the gas and shifted gears as Chris Cornell began to wail. The...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Large Yellow Eyes</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 16 Jan 2019 17:00:35 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[My name is John Dawson, and I was a beat cop for twenty-two years for a small town in rural West Virginia. People talk and stories get passed around, especially in small towns with few ears but big mouths. Sometimes, the people knew a crime...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Bottom of the Ninth</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 14 May 2018 05:00:45 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Welcome back to the bottom of the ninth inning ladies and gentlemen and it appears that we have yet to receive an update on the injury to the twenty four-year veteran, Bryce Harper, who was hit by that devastating fastball to start the inning and...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Molendinar Burn</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 13 Mar 2018 05:00:59 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Jack Mckay huddled in the cold midnight street with a pale green sleeping bag encasing his lower half. Spindled trails of light reflected off the gleaming roads from damp lampposts. But the cold wasn’t what gave Jack his nightly jitters—not by a long shot. The...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Writer’s Block</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 05 Feb 2018 06:00:15 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[“Did you get my story written?” Christie asked as she came through the front door just after two.  Normally she wouldn’t be home for another couple of hours but apparently the schools had let out early that day for something to do with testing.  She...]]></description>
		
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		<title>White Out</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 15 Jan 2018 06:00:11 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It was cold. Morgan woke up shivering, his breath coiling in the air before him.  Why was it so damn cold?  Key West was known for a lot of things but its frigid mornings weren’t one of them.  Quickly pulling himself from the sheets and throwing on...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Debt Collector</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Jan 2018 06:00:08 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Grant could not have asked for a prettier day to drive on.  He had only been driving for Uber for a couple of months now in his free time, but he enjoyed it so much it was, little by little, starting to surpass his time...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Turn It Off</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 25 Aug 2016 05:00:26 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[I rested my arms behind my head, skim-reading the credits of a movie I’d just watched. After seeing them through about halfway, I lifted myself from the sofa and walked to the kitchen, stretching my arms out above me. I opened the fridge door and...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Staircase</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 18 Jan 2014 06:00:58 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[July 5, 2010 I don’t really know what to say. Last week, I was in a bad car crash. The doctors said that I suffered some brain injuries in the crash and that it’s a miracle that I’m not dead. They also said that I...]]></description>
		
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		<title>I Told You To Smile</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 22 Dec 2012 06:00:48 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[It was the 2nd of January, 2:04 AM. I woke up to a knocking on the door. One knock every three seconds. I slipped on my slippers and walked down the stairs. As I walked down, the knocking on the door got faster, almost like...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Man-Eater</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2012 06:00:33 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Richard Mayes had done well for himself.  He and his wife had raised three beautiful boys, and they owned the biggest farm for miles around.  No one had so many horses and sheep as he did.  Each day he watched over his hundreds of chickens,...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Thing</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2012 06:00:10 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[There were two young boys named Trevor and Will. They spent most of their summer vacation hanging around town, looking for things to do. One hot August night, the boys were sitting on a fence by the main road. There was a cornfield just across...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Cabin in the Woods (a.k.a. The Portraits)</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Nov 2012 06:00:46 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[There was a hunter in the woods, who, after a long day hunting, was in the middle of an immense forest. It was getting dark, and having lost his bearings, he decided to head in one direction until he was clear of the increasingly oppressive...]]></description>
		
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		<title>The Staring Doll</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 25 Nov 2012 06:00:13 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Heather was at her friend Jenny’s house one afternoon.  It was just after school and Jenny’s parents hadn’t arrived home from work yet.  It was just the two of them, and they were engrossed in a board game. Heather was having a good time, except...]]></description>
		
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		<title>Ben Drowned (Haunted Majora&#8217;s Mask)</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Aug 2011 05:00:45 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[Part 1 – Day 4 (September 7, 2010) Okay, /x/, I need your help with this. This is not copypasta, this is a long read, but I feel like my safety or well-being could very well depend on this. This is video game related, specifically...]]></description>
		
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		<title>God&#8217;s Attic</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Mar 2011 06:00:43 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[The boy heard the soft tinkle of a bell as he entered the shop. It was cool and dark inside; not at all what he had expected. Scattered around the small store were all sorts of items. Everything from teddy bears to cuckoo clocks could...]]></description>
		
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