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	<description>365 Visions of the Future</description>
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		<title>Plugged</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Author :  Steve Smith, Staff Writer
Nick inhaled on his cigarette until the glowing ember reached the filter, then flicked it absently out the driver&#8217;s window. His younger brother James sat upright and fidgeting beside him, eyes wide trying to look at everything at once.
&#8220;Two hundred and forty meters. Turn left. Two twenty. Left.&#8221; James [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.365tomorrows.com/03/16/plugged/</link>
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		<title>Pied Piper</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Author : Kathy Kachelries, Staff Writer 
There are two things I hate about a job like this: Carrie, and the viewer-at-home.
That’s not true.  There are dozens of things I hate: network executives, directors, producers, footage editors with their nasally little &#8216;we could have used a little better resolution here. ”  I hate pretty much everyone [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.365tomorrows.com/03/15/pied-piper/</link>
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		<title>Escapism</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Author : Petter Skult
“How was the game?” Ann asked as Jeremy crawled through the hatch. She had to wait with the answer until he had pushed it close, metal screaming.
“It was awesome!” He replied breathlessly, as he threw his bag off his shoulders and went directly for his cot to change clothes. “Jenny and Ahmed&#8217;s [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.365tomorrows.com/03/14/escapism/</link>
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		<title>Machine Monastery</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Author : Credentiality
Cynthia was reluctant when it came time to leave the Machine Monastery. Nobody had predicted that machines would be Buddhists. Crazed killers, perhaps. Indifferent to humanity, perhaps. Cold calculators, almost certainly.
She had learned the tactile pleasures of sanding the walnut sides of an imperfect jewelry box she had made herself with hand tools. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.365tomorrows.com/03/13/machine-monastery/</link>
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		<title>The Second and a Half Law of Thermodynamics</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Author : William Garnett
The day the universe stopped expanding was the same day all the traffic lights failed to turn.  But it wasn’t just the traffic lights.  Cars didn’t start.  Dogs didn’t bark. Radios were silent.  Microwaves paused.  Automatic drive-thru teller machines didn’t take cards and didn’t dispense any money. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.365tomorrows.com/03/12/the-second-and-a-half-law-of-thermodynamics/</link>
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		<title>Spores</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Author : Patricia Stewart, Staff Writer and J. S. Kachelries
“Command and Control says that we will not be permitted to land,” stated Taylor O’Leary, the pilot of the return module.
Despite knowing that O’Leary wasn’t responsible for the decision, Jonathan Hartwell argued, “They can’t do that.  The alien spores are dead.  They can only [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.365tomorrows.com/03/11/spores/</link>
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		<title>Drifting</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Author : Bryant Pocock
“Dammit,” grunted Sam as the wrench slipped and he lost his grip, drifting slowly away from the mining craft.  “Now I’m really in deep shit.”  Mentally running through his options, the panicked miner came up with nothing.
The battered and stinking p-suit never came with a long-distance radio, so that was [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.365tomorrows.com/03/10/drifting/</link>
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		<title>The Barate</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Author : Daniel Fuhr
The haze of smoke lingered over the sharp nose and into aged eyes.  Smoking on spacecraft was strictly forbidden according to regulations.  Jascon owned this tugboat; he made his own rules and could give a damn about those regulations.
He squinted to try to see through the smoke covering his eyes.
A [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.365tomorrows.com/03/09/the-barate/</link>
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		<title>Walkers</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Author : Duncan Shields, Staff Writer
I woke up with pain in my head and a shrieking in my ears. All I could hear was this horrible sound ringing around in my head. It was like car tires and screeching baboons and fire alarms all mixed together. A migraine pounded through my skull.
I stood up and [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.365tomorrows.com/03/08/walkers/</link>
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		<title>In HIS Name&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Author : Roi R. Czechvala, Staff Writer
Put on the armour of God…
to stand firm against
the tactics of evil.
Take the helmet of salvation
and the sword
of the spirit,
the Word of GOD.
from Ephesians 6:13-17
“In the name of the Father, the Son, and of the Holy Spirit, Amen.” With his prayers complete, Oberleutnant Johann Kurtz of the Papstliche Schweizergarde [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.365tomorrows.com/03/07/in-his-name/</link>
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