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		<title>Watching The River Flow (Diplomacy for Dummies)</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Dreaming heavily in a deep sleep, I was roused by nothing more than my sense of time, a biological prodding reminding me that I can sleep when I&#8217;m dead.
For a few moments, I laid with squinted eyes gazing in to the late summer sun. It was mid morning and the sun was well on its [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.theworldendsagain.com/2010/06/watching-the-river-flow-diplomacy-for-dummies/</link>
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		<title>Wolf Am I (and Shadow)</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I slid murkily into consciousness, as if from one dream to another, and tried peacefully to make sense of the swimming gray above me, streaked with gold and green fish that lapped effortlessly through the haze.  I was wrapped in sheets and blankets, feeling like some forgotten Lazarus waiting to be unbound.  I was a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.theworldendsagain.com/2010/05/wolf-am-i-and-shadow/</link>
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		<title>Exodus</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I seriously missed my gun.  As the days of our imprisonment dragged on I began to realize more and more how slim the chances were that I would ever see my beloved M1 again.  It was probably still sitting behind the grandfather clock in our rooms in the capitol building a couple of clicks away. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.theworldendsagain.com/2010/04/exodus/</link>
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		<title>Return</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I was past exhausted.  The fighting and endless driving had all but wrung the last ounce of energy from my bones, but I couldn’t stop, not now.  There was work to do.
“DPM,” I started, but he was fixed on Adam, who was stalking away.  I snapped my fingers. “Mike, over here.”
He turned to me and [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.theworldendsagain.com/2010/04/return/</link>
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		<title>Seeing The Real You At Last</title>
		<description><![CDATA[It turns out that &#8216;Our Rooms&#8217; weren&#8217;t the lavish guest suites we had been privileged with, but rather damp, underground cells with iron gates. All the comforts of home.
Knowing better than to resist, we allowed the guards to grab us by the backs of our collars and search us again for anything that could be [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.theworldendsagain.com/2010/03/seeing-the-real-you-at-last/</link>
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		<title>Angel</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;You know,&#8221; I said, bracing myself against the frame of the cab with my good arm, &#8220;if you shred the transmission, we&#8217;re pretty much fucked.&#8221;
Michael grunted sharply, his brow knitted with concentration and anxiety.  Even after nearly a day&#8217;s practice, navigating the truck slowly through narrow canyons lined with cars and debris was still harrowing. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.theworldendsagain.com/2010/02/demi-dreamt/</link>
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		<title>The Rod and the Serpent</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I woke up sore, feeling every inch and second of our seven-day, three-hundred-mile journey.  I climbed out of my comfortable bed&#8211;almost too comfortable for my tastes&#8211;and walked steadily to the huge bay windows and drew back the curtains.  We were on the top floor of the &#8220;capitol building,&#8221; which was the fifth.  I could see [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.theworldendsagain.com/2010/02/the-rod-and-the-serpent/</link>
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		<title>All in a Days Work</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Time was growing short when we got back into the Behemoth; I was glad we’d searched Marlow already as we couldn’t afford it now.  I figured we had less than a minute before whatever was coming towards us would be in view, and maybe another thirty seconds before they were at the rigged car.  We [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.theworldendsagain.com/2010/02/all-in-a-days-work/</link>
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		<title>The Levee&#8217;s Gonna Break</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Days after staring at the infinite horizon roll in and back out of our view, the semblances of society became to show themselves once again.
At first, there were just little circles of yurts around camp fires. The small family units eyed our strange rail car suspiciously as it drifted slowly and silently across the landscape [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.theworldendsagain.com/2010/02/the-levees-gonna-break/</link>
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		<title>AKA M80 the Wolf</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Marlow cleared his throat.
&#8220;So, if you don&#8217;t mind my asking,&#8221; he began.  I sighed and shifted my weight.  It was one of those opening statements that I loathed, up there with &#8220;No offense, but&#8221; and &#8220;Don&#8217;t take this the wrong way&#8221;&#8211;useless phrases that never seem accomplish what they&#8217;re designed to do.
I don&#8217;t like my time [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.theworldendsagain.com/2010/02/m80/</link>
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