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		<title>Cry Uncle</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 02 Feb 2010 19:59:32 +0000</pubDate>
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				<category><![CDATA[(Ch. 3) Mr. Right Now]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[I spun in a circle looking for an exit when I noticed other Big Men advancing through the crowd behind me. Trapped! My brain screamed at me, which is really less than ideal when you&#8217;re desperately trying to come up with a plan of escape on the spur of the moment. Seconds ticked by. The [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Exits</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Jan 2010 17:45:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I had two choices. I could make a blind run for the Bazaar and its promise of escape. I could make a blind run for Oracle&#8217;s place and hope she would help. Bazaar, no question. My legs pumped at zig-zagged through unknown streets, dodging people and a jumble of rough-plank kiosks as I went. I [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Woman Named Bernadette</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Jan 2010 16:37:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The heels belonged to a woman named Bernadette. She was a sliver of light in an otherwise black state of affairs. Not because she was pretty, because she wasn&#8217;t, at least not in a hot-chick sort of way, but because with a simple nod of her head she sent Simon (and his gun) away. Then [...]]]></description>
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		<title>In Hindsight</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 13 Jan 2010 20:19:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[As the evidence will show, I am a bonafide idiot. I&#8217;ll forgo describing the &#8216;Palace&#8217; except to say that there was nothing palatial about it, and the bit about &#8216;forbidden delights&#8217;&#8230;a complete fabrication. When we arrived at our current location, my benefactor, Simon&#8211;the creepy barefoot hunchback&#8211;bade me remove all my clothing and personal items and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>The Plan</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 09 Jan 2010 14:18:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I was moments away from a plan. I could feel it bubbling its way to the surface when a voice, distinctly not my own, asked me a question. &#8220;I can see by your&#8230;position&#8230;you are in need of respite, sir.  Might I interest you in a visit to the Palace of Forbidden Delights?&#8221; The voice, as [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Something Went Seriously Wrong</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Dec 2009 23:20:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[OK.  So I&#8217;m now sitting in the dark with my back against a crumbling building, armed with a stolen kitchen knife, listening to a grinding rumble somewhere in the near distance and hoping it stays there. Something went seriously wrong. I was on my way to the Bazaar, could hear its chaos in fact, when [...]]]></description>
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