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		<title>395: Mist Perceptions</title>
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				<category><![CDATA[04: The Body Politick]]></category>
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		<category><![CDATA[Amaranth]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Coach Callahan]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[In Which Mackenzie Fails To Recognize Someone

Despite her nonchalance about the bat illusions, Amaranth seemed hesitant about stepping through the black wall. It turned out that it melted away when you got closer to it, barely casting a pall over the doorway behind it, much like real darkness.
Beyond, the party was very clearly getting started. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>113: Against The Wall</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 07 Dec 2007 21:55:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<category><![CDATA[Belinda]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[In Which Masonry Is Sorely Abused

You ever play one of those fighting games where there&#8217;s always the one guy who&#8217;s like seventeen tons of walking muscle, and if he manages to hit you it does massive damage but it&#8217;s laughably easy to avoid his attacks because they move so slowly?
That&#8217;s almost exactly what getting suckerpunched [...]]]></description>
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