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  <author>
   <name>misanthropedearly</name>
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  <published>2012-06-14T23:05:08-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-06-14T23:05:08-08:00</updated>
  <title>Almost Lover</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/739561/misanthropedearly'&gt;misanthropedearly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Humor/Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 11, Words: 27,160, Reviews: 46, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;So it was already unconventional that I was living in my university's library over the summer. But one day, I wake up to find a note next to me: &quot;You were so gorgeous while you were sleeping...call me.&quot; What's a curious girl to do? So I called the number.</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>misanthropedearly</name>
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  <published>2011-01-21T13:57:41-08:00</published>
  <updated>2011-01-21T13:57:41-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Man Who Can't Be Moved</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/739561/misanthropedearly'&gt;misanthropedearly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Romance/General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 6,359, Reviews: 8, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;There's a guy sitting outside of the school building and he's been there for at least 6 hrs. Maybe more. He was already there when I got here this morning. He says he's from Russia and he's waiting for his ex-girlfriend…and he doesn't know if she'll come.</summary>
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