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		<title>Or Maybe the Day Before: Chapter 7</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 24 Feb 2008 11:08:30 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Martin McFriend</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Twilit Scars “So what’s your deal?” I didn’t really understand the question, so I tried to smile. But that kind of hurt my face, so instead I looked at the ground. The thing about long periods of solitude is the profound sense of sluggishness that overcomes you at the point of first contact with another. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=creaturestreet.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1436175&amp;post=119&amp;subd=creaturestreet&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Or Maybe the Day Before: Chapter 6</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 23:59:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Martin McFriend</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Trumpets of Providence After countless hours, I still lay in utter darkness. I tried crawling in every direction and came face to face with jagged rock each time. There was nowhere to go, nowhere to move. My body ached from long periods of inertia. In between daydreaming and moving from my side onto my back, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=creaturestreet.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1436175&amp;post=71&amp;subd=creaturestreet&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Or Maybe the Day Before: Chapter 5</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 23:59:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Martin McFriend</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Beyond the Pale Uncle Lee took a long draw from his pipe then looked back towards the window. The old man held his breath then unleashed a torrent of thick pipe smoke. He spoke suddenly, life coming into his voice like a rising ember, and it was quite some time before he paused again. Lorelei [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=creaturestreet.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1436175&amp;post=70&amp;subd=creaturestreet&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Or Maybe the Day Before: Chapter 4</title>
		<link>http://creaturestreet.wordpress.com/2008/02/07/chapter-4-through-the-vacuum/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 23:59:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Martin McFriend</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Through the Vacuum The night I heard the story of Lorelei was long, as long as any I remember. Lying in bed, I kept thinking of the possible implications of Lorelei’s story on my own questions. Her mystery haunted me with its similarities to my life and its profound foreboding. It tortured me for hours [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=creaturestreet.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1436175&amp;post=59&amp;subd=creaturestreet&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Or Maybe the Day Before: Chapter 3</title>
		<link>http://creaturestreet.wordpress.com/2008/02/05/chapter-3-alms-for-the-poor/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 23:59:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Martin McFriend</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Alms for the Poor “There are many realities,” the old man said. “There is this one. The one you wake up to each morning, where birds sing and people brew coffee. The water is blue and reflects sunshine onto the land around it, revealing a crystallized beauty like that of an artist’s masterwork. We smile [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=creaturestreet.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1436175&amp;post=57&amp;subd=creaturestreet&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Or Maybe the Day Before: Chapter 2</title>
		<link>http://creaturestreet.wordpress.com/2008/02/03/chapter-2-dawn-of-the-black-flame/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 23:59:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Martin McFriend</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Dawn of the Black Flame I was once like you, a man, sensing, feeling and fearing. My heart was full of guilt at the everyday indignities of which men are capable, but I was idealistic and convinced that life had a purpose greater than the sum of foraging, sleeping and respecting my elders. My neighborhood [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=creaturestreet.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1436175&amp;post=56&amp;subd=creaturestreet&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Or Maybe the Day Before: Chapter 1</title>
		<link>http://creaturestreet.wordpress.com/2008/02/01/chapter-1-the-faerie-demon%e2%80%99s-hunger/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 23:59:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Martin McFriend</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The Faerie Demon’s Hunger Blinking, blinking, back again to conscious, I stared at the huge cut on my palm. Dried blood, sore as hell. Rubber marks lined my forearms. I&#8217;d suffered severe burns on my chest. Along with the pain, somewhere beneath the surface, a well of pride simmered, waiting for an explosive debut. I [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=creaturestreet.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1436175&amp;post=55&amp;subd=creaturestreet&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Ode on a Zombie Corpse</title>
		<link>http://creaturestreet.wordpress.com/2008/01/20/ode-on-a-zombie-adventure/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 23:59:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Martin McFriend</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Walking a street infested with dummy burglars, statuesque and hands caught in a spotlight of dirt and blood. Organ jewels filched from the grasp of the dead, litter of loot. Marauding dangers in the flesh of walking man, ever hungry for more, more, more. High on swill, drunk on lust, hard on pain. Demented and [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=creaturestreet.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1436175&amp;post=78&amp;subd=creaturestreet&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Strange Packages</title>
		<link>http://creaturestreet.wordpress.com/2008/01/15/adventures-come-in-strange-packages/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 23:59:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Martin McFriend</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Hans, whose imagination was fertile, suggested various expedients. &#8220;Now please go to your post, shoot as straight as you can, and dont waste cartridges,&#8221; he commanded, panting and wiping sludge from his stinking brow. Every system has its drawbacks, he thought, but these are the risks that must be faced. Goddamn it! It&#8217;s war. He [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=creaturestreet.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1436175&amp;post=110&amp;subd=creaturestreet&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Crocodile Tears</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 13 Jan 2008 11:09:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Martin McFriend</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[And then he rambled away, heels clicking, happy joy, down the street, past a bearded Indian man with a security badge, short hair fluttering, potential lying out flat and grassy under a square moon. He picked up his pace and ran, at first just a jog and through a sprinkler pattering away, wetness nipping bare [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=creaturestreet.wordpress.com&amp;blog=1436175&amp;post=8&amp;subd=creaturestreet&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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