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	<title>Fantastic Metropolis</title>
	<link>http://www.fantasticmetropolis.com</link>
	<description>Like no place else.</description>
	<copyright>Copyright 2006</copyright>
	<pubDate>Sat, 29 Mar 2008 00:39:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>Solis Invicti</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Jan 2006 12:51:21 +0000</pubDate>
		
	<category>Fiction</category>
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		<description>He ran, and the wolves ran alongside him. He leapt, and they leapt, keeping pace with him... or him keeping pace with them. Panting, he threw himself over a toppled tree lying rotten in the path, clutching the fire axe in his hand. The spikes on his left shoulder glittered ...</description>
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		<title>Jack &#038; Jill</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 19 Jun 2005 22:59:19 +0000</pubDate>
		
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		<description>An excerpt from Paul Witcover's new novel, Tumbling After. </description>
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		<title>Secret Life</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Mar 2005 00:08:42 +0000</pubDate>
		
	<category>Fiction</category>
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		<description>Reprint fiction from Jeff VanderMeer's collection Secret Life. </description>
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		<title>Three Secret Lives</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 26 Mar 2005 00:06:12 +0000</pubDate>
		
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		<description>Three sample pieces from Jeff VanderMeer's forthcoming collection of secret lives. </description>
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		<title>The Genizah at the House of Shepher</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 22 Jan 2005 22:11:59 +0000</pubDate>
		
	<category>Fiction</category>
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		<description>"When I think of the longing which filled my father and great-grandfather I remember that they were Jerusalemites: my father by birth and my great-grandfather by adoption. Jerusalem is a place which engenders longing." </description>
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		<title>The Friends of the Friends</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 24 Dec 2004 17:41:58 +0000</pubDate>
		
	<category>Fiction</category>
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		<description>Henry James' 1896 classic ghost story. </description>
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		<title>The Neurosis of Containment</title>
		<link>http://www.fantasticmetropolis.com/i/neurosis-of-containment/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 22 Dec 2004 22:59:00 +0000</pubDate>
		
	<category>Fiction</category>
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		<description>"What I am about to relate took place in the late summer of 1930 when, a woman of middle age, I was a guest at the house of Mrs. Livesday in Barrytown-on-Hudson. The house was destroyed the following year in a freak storm that lasted under an hour and yet ...</description>
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		<title>Wormwood</title>
		<link>http://www.fantasticmetropolis.com/i/wormwood/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 22 Dec 2004 21:08:40 +0000</pubDate>
		
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		<description>"Gran'père was dying, and p'tit Pierre stood at the door clutching his cap, clawing at the rim in his terror and excitement. P'tit Pierre was not yet nine and in the light of the lantern his face was very small and white --- like a lima bean." </description>
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		<title>The Labyrinth</title>
		<link>http://www.fantasticmetropolis.com/i/labyrinth/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Aug 2004 20:32:57 +0000</pubDate>
		
	<category>Fiction</category>
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		<description>"Up or down, I could not say, I could not say. I ate the severed halves of a Compass Rose seven-hundred-and negative-eight miles back, covering the yellow red meat with lime skins and choking it down. Now it is Within. So I could not say northwest or south, only the ...</description>
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		<title>Dance at the Edge</title>
		<link>http://www.fantasticmetropolis.com/i/edge/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 31 Jul 2004 21:26:06 +0000</pubDate>
		
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		<description>h3=. 1.

Emma Persimmon discovered the Edge in the first month of her life. Chance gave her a glimpse of starscape, of a black denser than that of simple night, of a glittering spray of lights as splendid and desirable as a gold pendant dangling just out of reach. How it ...</description>
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