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	<title>Russell Twyce</title>
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	<description>Author of Human 2.0 and other Radical Sanity</description>
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		<title>Nightclub Mind Control Turnabout</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Nightclub Mind Control Turnabout
Short fiction by Russell Twyce
Darren stood forlornly in the corner of the busy nightclub.  He sipped at his drink sparingly and watched the other people seeming to have fun.  As his usual pastime in a night spot setting, his mind played with the notion of how great it would be [...]]]></description>
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		<title>I Live In My Scuba Gear &#8211; Chapter 3</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I Live In My Scuba Gear &#8211; Chapter Three
Warning: This story contains some fairly explicit sexual depictions
Click Here for the Secrets of Same Night Lays
For the next few days, Belinda stayed over.  One day they drove to her apartment to collect fresh clothes and toiletries.  She called her folks to assure them that [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://russelltwyce.com/fiction/novella/scubagear/i-live-in-my-scuba-gear-chapter-3/</link>
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		<title>I Live In My Scuba Gear &#8211; Chapter Two</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I Live In My Scuba Gear &#8211; Chapter Two
Warning: This story contains some fairly explicit sexual depictions
She watched his scuba gear tattoo as Scott preceded her down the hall to his bedroom.  As they wended their way, Belinda Lyle reflected on the past hour. 
Belinda had walked behind him from the cab to his [...]]]></description>
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		<title>I live in my Scuba Gear &#8211; Chapter 1</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I Live In My Scuba Gear &#8211; Chapter One
Warning: This story contains some fairly explicit sexual depictions
“You won gold in the back stroke, breast stroke, freestyle and the butterfly,” Belinda Lyle asked, “but you didn’t compete in the four by one hundred relay.  Why not?  That could’ve given you a fifth gold.”
“Just because.”  Scott Wagner [...]]]></description>
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		<title>In Quest of Haute Sects</title>
		<description><![CDATA[In Quest of Haute Sects
Short Fiction by Russell Twyce
“Oh my God,” the male college student exclaimed to his friend as an incredibly beautiful young woman walked by,  “she is ultra fine!”
“I concur.”  The substantially older man had looked up from his idle perusing of a course calendar: he had no intention of taking [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://russelltwyce.com/fiction/searchforstories/in-quest-of-haute-sects/</link>
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		<title>History Quiz in the Year 2099</title>
		<description><![CDATA[History Quiz in the Year 2099
Short Fiction By Russell Twyce
A teacher stands before her class of Junior High School students.  The fashions and hairstyles have changed much over the last ninety years, but the arrangement of desks and the faces flushed with life of the children remains as it is today.  The history [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Chapter 24 &#8211; Nataraja and the Bull Nandi</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Chapter 24 of Shiva&#8217;s Messenger
Nataraja and the Bull Nandi
From his vantage in a void space behind a mechanical room, the assassin Dimitri Petrov watched the tiny dials.  They were his only real view of anything happening outside of his enclosure.  Was this vertical shaft originally to house a large dumb-waiter, or just the [...]]]></description>
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		<title>Chapter 23 &#8211; Dynamite Speeches that Bomb</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Chapter 23 of Shiva&#8217;s Messenger
Dynamite Speeches that Bomb
The highway leaving Odessa again required caution in order to negotiate the sections where half completed repairs lurked.  Some of the holes were almost big enough to swallow the tiny Lada in one gulp.  The diminishing distance to the area of the national capital could be [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://russelltwyce.com/fiction/novels/shivas-messenger/chapter-23-dynamite-speeches-that-bomb/</link>
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		<title>Chapter 22 &#8211; The Stairs of the Distorted Stares</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Chapter 22 of Shiva&#8217;s Messenger
The Stairs of the Distorted Stares
Along his coach ride, Carl found new situations to curse in each passing segment.  He was physically too big in all three dimensions to sit in bus seats.  His aching knees were cramped into a space that was too small and they pressed against [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://russelltwyce.com/fiction/novels/shivas-messenger/chapter-22-the-stairs-of-the-distorted-stares/</link>
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		<title>Chapter 21 &#8211; Thorns in the Rosebushes</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Chapter 21 of Shiva&#8217;s Messenger
Thorns in the Rosebushes
“I’ve never seen anyone so casual about making an armed assault on a well-guarded president.”  As Carl Eckert emerged from his lavatory routines, he found the young assassin had partially rearranged the furniture to facilitate his maximum sloughing comfort in a chair, with his legs on the [...]]]></description>
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