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Jocko B.: Sometimes the Messenger Shoots You
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Jocko B.: Making His Mark
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Jocko B.: We Are Windows Trying To Understand the Nature of Clouds
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Jocko B.: Reading Naked To the Valley
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Jocko B.: What I Know of You
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Jocko B.: Studies In Bending
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Jocko B.: The Tree At the Heart of the Night
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Jocko B.: First Solo Ascent
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Jocko B.: The Call
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Jocko B.: A Bad Day On the Stock Market
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Jocko B.: No Matter What the Job, You Should Always Wash Your Hands Afterwards
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Jocko B.: Dancers Consumed By the Fire Inside
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Jocko B.: Arch Rivals
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Jocko B.: An Oasis of Lust, Envy and Vanity In the Middle of the Urban Desert
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Jocko B.: Not According To Plan
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Jocko B.: Even the Pretend Authorities Have It In For Me
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Jocko B.: Sensing Mankind's Weakness In the Face of Nature, the Deer Began to Reclaim the Cities
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Jocko B.: Uh...My Luggage Comes Out of Where?
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Jocko B.: The Day She Blew Into Town
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Jocko B.: Full Stop
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Jocko B.: He Makes You Feel Like He's Talking Only To You
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Jocko B.: I Didn't Know What To Get My Flickr Friends At the Last Minute, So I Bought You This Building (Sorry It's Only Partly Wrapped)
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Jocko B.: "C'mon Sweetie - You Know It's Time For Your Decrescendo"
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Jocko B.: Close But Brief Encounters On the Star Walkway
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Jocko B.: Evil Geniuses Definitely Pick the Best Locations For Their Death Factory Hideaways
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Jocko B.: A Leaf Almost Completely Turned
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Jocko B.: They Met In the Washroom Lineup
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Jocko B.: Even the Greatest Mountains Cannot Contain the Clouds
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Jocko B.: Little Did He Know That the Temporal Web Would Send Him Back In Time As A Mannequin
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Jocko B.: Though Darkness Looms All Around, I Will Not Be Stained