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   <name>brokenalaska</name>
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  <published>2012-10-09T15:05:53-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-10-09T15:05:53-08:00</updated>
  <title>Leap of Faith</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/874238/brokenalaska'&gt;brokenalaska&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;Romance/Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 2,959, Reviews: 1, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;Rough night?&quot; I glanced behind me to the unrecognizable and over-concerned member of the opposite sex staring at me eyeing the two items that I was purchasing. I glanced what he was holding: a bottle of whiskey and scratch tickets. Really? Clearly, he wasn't aware of the rule when it came to making assumptions.</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>brokenalaska</name>
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  <published>2012-10-05T11:06:26-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-10-05T11:06:26-08:00</updated>
  <title>Misguided Fate</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/874238/brokenalaska'&gt;brokenalaska&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;Romance/General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 5,742, Reviews: 1, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;Let me tell you a few things about Havenside. The first was that it was set up like an institution but you wouldn't be able to tell from the outside of it, the second was that the place looked like something that came out of a country home magazine and the third was that it was bigger then a cave but still small enough to make someone feel claustrophobic.</summary>
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