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		<title>Gnawing at the Rind</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[The bar is humid with the musk of the summer night, with the rub of the population. I slide slowly beside the girl perched all on her lonesome and loosen my tie. Softly, softly. Simple steps. Would you like a drink? Would you like some company? I’d offer you a line but Danny’s trotted off [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Empathy for The Devil</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 04 Jul 2007 07:41:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The only time I ever met The Devil was within the period I felt it prudent to withdraw to Prague. On the occasion in question, I was slumped &#8211; somewhat poetically, it thrills me to imagine &#8211; atop the Charles Bridge, forcing down the pack’s last cigarette and spitefully flicking ash into the Vltava. Dusk [...]]]></description>
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		<title>My Fortnight With Joe</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Me hand is all to sixes and sevens as I grip the brick and stand in front of the shop window.
“So what are we gonna do now?” I ask Joe.
Joe’s behind me. He’s gone and got himself a Mohican since the last time I saw him.  A savage shock of hair which splits his shaved, [...]]]></description>
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