Artist	Song
Bonnie Tyler	It's a Heartache
Air Supply	Sweet Dreams
Bryan Adams	Run to You
Laura Branigan	How Am I Supposed to Live Without You
Michael Bolton	How Am I Supposed to Live Without You
Eric Carmen	All By Myself
Elton John	Sad Songs (Say So Much)
Eric Carmen	All By Myself
Nancy Sinatra & Lee Hazlewood	You've Lost That Lovin' Feelin'
Bryan Adams	Straight From the Heart
Nina Simone	Little Girl Blue
Sheena Easton	You Could Have Been With Me
R.E.M.	Everybody Hurts
Harry Nilsson	Without You
Juice Newton	Love's Been a Little Bit Hard On Me
Bryan Adams	Cuts Like a Knife
Eric Carmen	All By Myself
Nina Simone	Nobody Knows You When You're Down and Out
Roy Orbison	In Dreams
Olivia Newton-John	Please Mr. Please

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She couldn't stay in this town another day, not even another minute. Everything in Cedar Rapids reminded her of Bernard. There was nowhere she could go without facing painful reminders of the happy memories they had made together there: Pizza Hut, the bowling alley, Ellis Park, the driveway. The ghosts of euphorias past loomed over her like a grey, suffocating pillow. She had to get out and she had to get out fast. Her first impulse was to head directly to Rapid City to see if she could locate Bernard, for it was the only lead she had. But she knew that she would only be chasing rainbows. She would let fate decide her destiny. Standing on the arm of the threadbare burgundy sofa, she dropped her Rand McNally Atlas to the floor. The heavy volume landed on its front cover with a stubborn thud. She tried again, giving the atlas a little twirl this time. Now it landed open: Alaska! With a sad shriek, she leapt from the couch and landed on her knees, the map of the very largest of the United States of America spread before her. Closing her eyes, she slowly lowered her index finger to the silky page, finally brining it to rest at the place that would be her new home. "I must dress warmly, that's sure," she reasoned. Yet it was equally important that she make a winning first impression. She pieced together the ideal outfit that was at once toasty and elegant, both fashionable and comfy. Within three quarters of the hour, she had packed her bags, sold her cat and was standing inside the Greyhound bus depot with a one-way ticket in her fist - a ticket to a new beginning; a ticket to endless possibility; a ticket to the frosty little seaside town known as Point Hope, Alaska.

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