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	<title>Network 66</title>
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	<pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 22:55:26 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>The Meeting</title>
		
		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2008 07:19:58 GMT</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Andrea Fathoms</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Andrea sat in Emville office the day of her encounter with Michael in which his little chippy had snapped a few camera phoen shots. &quot;You know what I need?&quot; She asked the attractive dark skinned woman opposite her. A bunisess suit clothing the mid thirties woman.</p><p>   &quot;You want me to stop an embareesing story of a respected school teacher sleeping with her student in the class room? A story that has photos?&quot; Emcille asked critically. Nybbas loved these kind of stories and Andrealphus was usually happy to supply them. </p><p>   &quot;Well, if you&#39;d rather me report to Asmodeus that my current tasks for him are being endangered because you refuse to help me...?&quot; Andrea trailed off. Her cold stare at the seneschal, knowing she wouldn&#39;t intimidate the Seneschal but the threat may be enough to give an excuse.</p><p>  &quot;Very well, you know this will cost you... Big.&quot; She said calmly after a long steady moment. </p><p>  &quot;Yeah, maybe we can work on a special project, I have some models that would be perfect.&quot; Shesmiled preparing to trade away some of her squad to low scale porn in hopes of beginning to pay back the Debt she had just agreed too. Feeling the chain form around her nubile soul, it would show to her Daddies next time she saw them. She would have to answer for it, but for now she had prevented public embaressment. Rising she strode out of the office and began to dial her cell phone. A certain councilman would need to be tapped to help discredit this attack on her character. </p>]]></description>
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		<title>Posted on the Lounge Bulletin Board</title>
		
		<pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 22:55:26 GMT</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>GM</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Wanted: Intern for Mr. Baldwell.</p><p>Duties: Fetching coffee, running reports from AP wire to office, running errands, and being sociable.</p><p>Pay: $9.00 per hour.</p><p>Contact: Emville Sloan</p>]]></description>
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