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<title>The Faded Star</title>
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<description>&quot;Today is a tragic day in the Kentish music scene as fans of the legendary Benson 10 mourned the death of it's famous frontman and lead guitarist, Dan &quot;The Man&quot; Flash. He was found with his own oesophagus wrapped around his neck, impaled on his own guitar and propped up, tripod-like outside local record store &quot;Vinyl Fantasy&quot;.

Dan Flash first broke into the music biz in 1979, with a band called White Eyed Gimmick Trip. They failed spectacularly and although...</description>
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<title>The Coward</title>
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<description>What kind of a man leaves his wife to die? Only a despicable, weasely coward. 

Ironically, he could've spared not only his own miserable life, but the lives of his female as well. If only he'd shown a little resolve. A little backbone. He, however, chose self preservation over self sacrifice for the good of a loved one, and because of that, he was destined to die. It matters not wether you know you're on trial, you should know right from wrong regardless. That he fled the moonlit...</description>
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<title>The User</title>
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<description>I knew two women once. Both very attractive young ladies. The only problem was, they both fell for the same man. One was fortunate, the man chose her. They got married in the spring and the poor, rejected one looked on as she watched the only man she ever loved give himself to another. We were quite close. She confessed everything to me and I couldn't help but feel for her. I know what it is like to be rejected, friends. It's not a nice feeling, knowing that somebody you lo... think you...</description>
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<title>An Introduction</title>
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<description>I've never been one for introductions. Those who meet me rarely have time for such things. But I suppose this is all about me. My platform, so to speak, and thus an introduction is neccessary. So allow me to do so, it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance...

I've lived in St. Willoughby's all my life. It's a picturesque little parish in the English county of Mor'Feen. Beautiful place. Perfect for my work...

See, I'm something of a celebrity in these parts, despite the parishioners...</description>
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