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      <title>Enslaved Criminals</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; Strange story. Maybe hard to read. For several reasons&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Part 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Past&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;The girls were somewhere in the kitchen, when the sedative began to take hold. It was odorless and airborne. Dana and Alexa had already inhaled the effective dose when eventually &amp;hellip;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;lsquo;I feel dizzy.&amp;rsquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;lsquo;Don&amp;rsquo;t wet your pants. It&amp;rsquo;s just the adrenaline.&amp;rsquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;lsquo;No. Really.&amp;rsquo;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Dana sighed. &amp;lsquo;You can&amp;rsquo;t be serious. Come on. We haven&amp;rsquo;t found anything of value.&amp;rsquo;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>The Wedding Planner</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 0001 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Author&#39;s Note:&lt;/strong&gt; I apologize for borrowing the title from a Jennifer-Lopez-Movie. The writing style is different from most stories in this archive. Or maybe not. The Wedding Planner will be continued.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Sequence&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;138d (Prologue)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Lights, camera, ACTION &amp;hellip;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;No, this is not a movie. But suddenly, there&amp;rsquo;s light, brightening the room. Shanaa squints. It takes half a minute for her eyes to adjust. For the last few hours she has been sitting in constant darkness. But that&amp;rsquo;s not new for her. The last month taught her to be patient.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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