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  <title>Welkom by LiveJournal</title>
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  <description>&lt;h3&gt;Here are ways to help you customize your journal:&lt;/h3&gt;
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&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://www.livejournal.com/customize/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;Change the look&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; of your journal to make it look the way you want it.&lt;/li&gt;
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&lt;h3&gt;Ready to start writing? There are many ways in which you can post:&lt;/h3&gt;

When you &lt;a href=&apos;http://www.livejournal.com/update.bml&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;post an entry&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, you can use an &quot;LJ-Cut&quot; to hide
everything underneath it with a link. This is useful for really long
entries, hiding spoilers, and is usually done as a courtesy for your
friends&apos; Friends page.
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&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/icon_private.gif&apos; /&gt; - Private: The eyeball by entries like this one means that only you can see it.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/icon_protected.gif&apos; /&gt; - Friends-Only: The lock means only people you&apos;ve added as a friend can see this post. You can also create custom friend groups so only a select few can read your entry.&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/freakoutxtreme/pic/00001ftt/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://pics.livejournal.com/freakoutxtreme/pic/00001ftt/s320x240&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; height=&quot;211&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just something i wrote when the inspiration started flowing again :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The London Fog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Central London 1835&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each cobblestone a glint of its own, reflecting the weak faintly present moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;A thick nightly fog rolled into the city.&lt;br /&gt;The stench of death and murder  was in the air, the damp fog circled the hasty people on their way home, heads buried deep in their high upstanding collars, It was cold in London tonight ,it was winter, yet it was even colder than normal.&lt;br /&gt;The faint light coming from the candles in the window cill’s of the people hiding in their warm and comfortable quarters.&lt;br /&gt;One man however ,was not In  a rush to get home in time, he was alone as he’d been for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;And that was just the way he liked it, it had always worked for him.&lt;br /&gt;He strawled the London streets at night searching for something ,something even he didn’t know what it was.&lt;br /&gt;He had done this ever since he was knocked out one day while rushing back home to his family.&lt;br /&gt;Things were never the same after that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had rushed home that night, telling his worried wife what had happened.&lt;br /&gt;He never saw who did it, they didn’t even take his wallet… nothing.&lt;br /&gt;They just knocked him out and left him there, pretty pointless, he thought.&lt;br /&gt;Although he never did see a point in violence, he was a pacifist of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;But after that night things started to change rapidly.&lt;br /&gt;There was a drive in him that had never been there before.&lt;br /&gt;He didn’t know what it was but it called to him in a way, like a faint hunger growing stronger each night.&lt;br /&gt;His wife divorced him 2 months after that, she said he wasn’t the person she fell in love with anymore, and he couldn’t argue.&lt;br /&gt;He felt it too, the calling it was of a beastly nature.&lt;br /&gt;He didn’t eat, he didn’t drink he didn’t even sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Something was wrong with him, but he never found out what it was.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since he has been walking the streets of London at night, searching..for something an answer perhaps to the sudden changes he underwent.&lt;br /&gt;Now 2 years later, he walks the London streets in a winter’s night colder than usual.&lt;br /&gt;He strawls through the fog searching for what he has long forgotten, he doesn’t remember his wife he doesn’t remember his name , he only knows he has this weird hunger inside him and he needs to make it stop again tonight, his pale bloodshot eyes scan the London fog in search of an answer to his hunger.&lt;br /&gt;He catches a hint of a person nearby, he is there in a flash.&lt;br /&gt;Undetected he sneaks up on his prey and sinks his rugged and cold teeth into her neck, the warmth is ecstatic, he feels the blood flow and feels reborn for another night, she was a woman ,middle aged ,she smelled familiar.&lt;br /&gt;That was the night he drained his ex-wife to the last drop.&lt;br /&gt;He never recognized her he never felt bad, it was the calling.&lt;br /&gt;It was all he had left now.</description>
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