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	<title>Pop Culture... ...and Less.</title>
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	<description>Evolution. Modernized.</description>
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		<title>Fire Series: 7 - Sacred Song of Transformation</title>
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The clearing I created did not last long. On my flight towards the center of the mountains, I found myself defending against the searing rain once more. I was almost depleted with energy; was running out of mental will. Another massive attack was not going to be possible anymore. Making ...</description>
		<link>http://www.popless.net/2008/02/06/fire-series-7-sacred-song-of-transformation/</link>
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		<title>Fire Series: 6 - Flight of the Fire Angel</title>
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As orbs of fire kept shooting down, I took to the air with a fury I was certain I have never felt. “Heaven” no longer seemed appropriate; hell made the sky its new home. Thick ropes of dazzling flame replaced the clouds and bustled like a sea of dragons against ...</description>
		<link>http://www.popless.net/2007/12/26/fire-series-6-flight-of-the-fire-angel/</link>
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		<title>Fire Series: 5 - A Forbidden Form</title>
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The burst of light spread through the entire land and even made me delude myself of having gone blind. I looked up after recovering my eyesight and noticed that the sky was actually clearing – not summer-clear but calm enough based on this place's standards. One final fist of ice ...</description>
		<link>http://www.popless.net/2007/12/04/fire-series-5-a-forbidden-form/</link>
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		<title>Fire Series: 4 - Before the Final Onslaught</title>
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This can no longer be a reverie. The entertainment came to an end when my real self assumed the position of my dream self. I still did not know where I was but the pain and the anxiety have definitely become real. Most of all, I was gripped by our ...</description>
		<link>http://www.popless.net/2007/10/25/fire-series-4-before-the-final-onslaught/</link>
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		<title>Fire Series: 3 - Personal Blizzards</title>
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Thin and whitish ribbons of energy looked like they were coming off my pores and flurried around my skin. It was a soft radiance but obvious nonetheless. My eyes were directed to another faint but more luminous shine emanating from the center of my breastplate. I realized then that embedded ...</description>
		<link>http://www.popless.net/2007/10/15/fire-series-3-personal-blizzards/</link>
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		<title>Fire Series: 2 - Deluge Brewing</title>
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My legs felt like I have already been on foot for close to half a day so I stopped. To my dismay, the mountains ahead also did not look any nearer than when I laid eyes on them the first time. I looked back to where I came from and ...</description>
		<link>http://www.popless.net/2007/09/26/fire-series-2-deluge-brewing/</link>
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		<title>Fire Series: 1 - The Arrival</title>
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I finally touched ground after falling for what seemed like an eternity. 

Still feeling a bit dizzy from the drop, I tried to stand up with shaky legs – an effort that proved futile as I simply crumbled upon my quick hands from being unable to support my weight.

I looked ...</description>
		<link>http://www.popless.net/2007/09/19/fire-series-1-the-arrival/</link>
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		<title>The Oxymoron of Our Age</title>
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We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time; more degrees, but less common sense; more knowledge, but less judgment; more experts, but more problems; more medicine, but less wellness.

These are the days of two incomes, but more divorce; of fancier houses, but broken homes. These are ...</description>
		<link>http://www.popless.net/2007/06/12/the-oxymoron-of-our-age/</link>
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		<title>I Owe My Ex Money</title>
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This is probably one of the rarest times in Pop Culture and Less when I will unhesitatingly wear my heart out on my sleeve.

To confirm the above title: yes, I do – and I'm ending up giving myself romance inferno because of it.



Last year was when it doomed on me ...</description>
		<link>http://www.popless.net/2007/05/29/i-owe-my-ex-money/</link>
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		<title>Seizing that Blog Moment</title>
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Idesperately need to scoop myself out of this boredom blackhole that has been relentlessly sucking me in for weeks now, so I thought perhaps that I could blog. I went to reading through my favorite blogs (with the little knowledge of the blogosphere I currently have). I stumbled upon several ...</description>
		<link>http://www.popless.net/2007/05/09/seizing-that-blog-moment/</link>
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