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	<description>This is the future. It has fuck all to do with aliens.</description>
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		<title>Otaku</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[A cluster of needle sharp skyscrapers pierce the Old London skyline towards the east end of Noho. There, nestled against the base of one of the district&#8217;s many technology emporiums is a Japanese tea room, distinguished from its neighbours by an absence of neon signage and a lack of tasteless decor.
Tea is seldom served in [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Preacher</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 14 Jan 2009 23:07:59 +0000</pubDate>


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		<description><![CDATA[A small pool of blood forms, drip by drip, between two black boots positioned at the foot of a decaying fountain. Rich red mixes with the closest puddle of sulphuric rain, diluting it to a murky brown, rendering it all but invisible in a pockmarked, grey landscape.
The drips continue and the boots shift as their [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Meat is murder</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 22 Oct 2008 21:03:56 +0000</pubDate>


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		<description><![CDATA[Jimson Weed awoke to the sound of screaming and opened his eyes on pitch darkness. He switched the lights on low, but the noise persisted, so he reluctantly dialled the harsh room fluorescence up to full.
The clamour stopped abruptly. Had it been just another dream? Probably. But if he closed his eyes, Jimson could see [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Hekla</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 04 Oct 2008 22:32:14 +0000</pubDate>


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		<description><![CDATA[The first tremor came as something of a surprise, even though everyone was expecting it. Shock pads beneath the enclosure diffused most of the movement before it reached the observers but even so, a majority of the smiles had turned to expressions of uncertainty, even fear. If a scream rang out, it couldn&#8217;t be heard [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Writing for robots</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 02 Oct 2008 12:30:33 +0000</pubDate>


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		<description><![CDATA[Bobby Fathom was just a teenager, still wet behind the ears and straight out of university when he took his first job as a journalist. It was an obscure networking magazine but he enjoyed the writing and he loved technology old and new.
Bobby had owned computers before - a Commodore Vic 20, a ZX Spectrum, [...]]]></description>
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