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		<title>Think of the Children!</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Save my children!&#8221; screamed the woman as the firemen carried her out. Hank went back in. Avoiding a sudden fireball to his right, he slips through a hole in the wall to his left, into the next room. Looking around, he sees them. &#8220;Dolls,&#8221; he snarls as the building collapses.]]></description>
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<p>&#8220;Dolls,&#8221; he snarls as the building collapses.</p>
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