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	<title>one rook&#039;s lovesong</title>
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	<description>she had once loved a man who was whiskered and beautiful</description>
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		<title>Fixed: The secret to staying young is never growing up.</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Lauren (one of the several I know) recently made a comment on &#8220;People of our generation refusing to grow up,&#8221; and included a humorous picture to illustrate her point. Reading the comment and seeing the picture, I couldn&#8217;t help but reflect on my own strong feelings on the subject, which I had addressed, some time [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Canto I &#8211; Whistle in the Dark: The stars fall</title>
		<description><![CDATA[So, although it ended up being a little muggy this afternoon, a storm appears to be rolling in. Outside, walking into the wind, I caught the smell of something dead and rotting, faintly sweet and very foetid. I couldn&#8217;t find what made the smell at all, although I looked around for it. A mysterious smell [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Finally, a sanitized version of the prologue</title>
		<description><![CDATA[For some months I have been pressing a half-finished, messy, and deranged set of ramblings on people and claiming it&#8217;s the prologue of Lovesong. I have not yet drawn the prologue, as I should, but it&#8217;s eleven pages, and that&#8217;s pretty intimidating. Not much of Lovesong is actually in sequential art format, just the prologue [...]]]></description>
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