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		<title>The Most Ambitious Liquor Empire</title>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Callum Gamble]]></dc:creator>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Foreword by the author: &#8220;This short story was inspired by the novel &#8216;The Great Gatsby by F. Scott Fitzgerald&#8217; and Raymond Chandler&#8217;s noir style of writing. It was, in fact, my final A-level assignment in 2015 that got me an A* grade. Hope you enjoy reading it.&#8221; I first met the kid, Jay Gatsby, in a dive of a pool bar on Forty-third Street; the kind of smoky, overcrowded joint where you’d easily find the wrong number squirting metal at you if you looked at somebody the wrong way. I was checking him out as I was pushing my way towards him. Although he was</p>
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		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Caren Launus-Gamble]]></dc:creator>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>She opened her eyes. Forcing herself up from the hard, cold ground she had been lying on, she tried to make out her surroundings. It was dark and windy. The moon broke through the cloud cover and cast sombre shadows over the raw surfaces of the colossal moorland rock formations all around her. There was something vaguely familiar about the place, but her head was spinning and she had trouble focusing. What had happened to her? She was alone in the wilderness. How did she get here? The bitter wind tore at her hair and blouse, as she stood up on unsteady bare feet, her</p>
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