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      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Juan stood on the bridge, flexed his metaphorical wings and then dove, wondering, but not really caring, if metaphorical wings could support a corporeal body or if only his spirit would take flight.
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      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>They met as best friends, they parted as strangers, which isn&#8217;t pessimism, they just fell off of a roof, and couldn&#8217;t remember each other when they started walking towards their opposite&#8217;s house.
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      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Mark peeled back the film cover, quarter-turned his semi-frozen patty, puched in the 3-3-0 and hit &#8216;Start&#8217;, though he felt like he&#8217;d always been there, tethered to a chair then &#8216;ding&#8217; went his salsbury steak and epiphany; &#8220;I have metaphorical wings but this cage is quite real.&#8221;
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      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;Thank goodness for underage sex,&#8221; Phil bursted out one day at his local diner after mentally assessing his life over a bad cup of coffee, &#8220;because without it, you wouldn&#8217;t have a froody guy like me!&#8221;
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      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Victor knew that there must be a better way when he shelled out one hundred and thirty nine dollars and ninety-nine cents, plus tax, for a dorm room refrigerator, but his mathematical mind couldn&#8217;t come up with one, so he resolved to just be happy that he&#8217;d always have a cold pillow to sleep on now.
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      <title>Lessons in Creating a Serial Killer: 2</title>
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      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Screaming expletive after expletive into your mobile phone for over 30 minutes no doubt adds excitement to your otherwise dull train trip, but it does mean you are going in my top ten of firsts.
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      <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;I know this client is seven shades of batshit crazy and I promised I was not going to deal with batshit any more,&#8221; sighed Juan over his Guinness, &#8220;but each time I&#8217;m ready to fire her, some crazy gem of truth gleams through the guano and gives me hope of putting on a case&#8230; and so far her checks haven&#8217;t bounced.&#8221;
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