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		<title>Ice Cream That Never Melts</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Ice Cream That Never Melts By SekouWrites At two-forty in the afternoon, the man gets up from his desk, opens the office door he always keeps closed and walks to the freight elevator used by messengers so that he will be less likely to run into co-workers. He works as a copy editor for a [...]]]></description>
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		<title>55: Banana</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Banana She decided to wear the yellow coat—it was cute and short enough to show off her legs.  By the time she realized the guy yelling “Hey Banana” was talking to her she was almost inside the train station.  She turned, curious.  “Can I peel you,” he asked.  She sighed.  Next time, she’d wear sweats. [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Taxi? Psssych!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;m looking out the window of Jimbo&#8217;s on Lenox Ave. at a guy waving down a taxi.  The weather is miserable&#8211; snow, rain, wind, and puddles the size of continents&#8211; so I&#8217;m surprised that the guy doesn&#8217;t hop right into the taxi as soon as it stops.  Instead, he points, indicating that he wants the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>55: One For Tea</title>
		<description><![CDATA[One For Tea “Grandma, stop letting homeless men into the house!” “Nonsense, I enjoy it.”  She hung up and returned to the kitchen to find her latest “guest” brandishing a knife next to his empty teacup. She showed him to the basement safe and he snatched it open right before collapsing. “Poisonous tea,” she mumbled, [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Bar Talk</title>
		<description><![CDATA[At a bar, a stranger joined the table and was making the acquaintance of everyone there.  When she got to me, she asked what I do.  I gave her the usual answer about freelancing, SimplyRides.com, etc.  Then she said, &#8220;What do you love to do?&#8221;  I thought for a second and then replied, &#8220;Fiction.  I&#8217;m [...]]]></description>
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		<title>55: Camille</title>
		<description><![CDATA[55: Camille “It’s loaded?” he asked. “Course not,” she replied.  “Why would it be loaded?” “Well, you were pretty shocked about the divorce announcement.” “I’ve made peace,” she said, smiling. “Good.  Can I see it?” “Sure.  Just make sure you don’t point it, like this.  Also make certain you don’t do this,” she said, pulling [...]]]></description>
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		<title>55: D Train</title>
		<description><![CDATA[55 Word Story: D Train He’d gotten on the train four stations ago and she’d been content to stare until he caught her.  She started to look away, but froze when he smiled.   As he edged closer, she took a breath, feeling hopeful.  “Hi,” he said.  “Can we conversate a bit?”  Crestfallen, she shrugged and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>&#8220;Cylon, Cylon, Cylon&#8221;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[If you read the title right, you&#8217;re laughing at the memory of Dave Chappelle&#8217;s lampooning of Making The Band&#8217;s resident rapper Dylon.  Anyway, I&#8217;ve somehow fallen into writing for the Syfy Channel and I&#8217;m a little freaked out by the concept of the Cylons from Battlestar Galactica.  So, what?  They&#8217;re living robots who can feel [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://sekouwrites.com/2011/01/cylon-cylon-cylon/</link>
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		<title>55: Match.com</title>
		<description><![CDATA[55 word story: Match.com “So, your dating profile,” she said, sipping her apple martini, “Why do you need a ‘strong woman’?” Feeling less honest in person, he shrugged, glanced at her long legs and changed the subject. Once tipsy, however, he confessed: “To keep my butt in line.  I need it.” She smiled &#8230; and [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Overheard in Harlem: Love tap</title>
		<description><![CDATA[An older woman yelling at a young man: &#8220;Suck a dick and die!  Next!&#8221;]]></description>
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