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			<title>f0zz on "Spectre looms over Murdoch&#039;s future."</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 19 Jul 2011 09:33:21 +0000</pubDate>
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			<description>&#60;p&#62;The media mogul's troubles took a bizarre turn for the worse yesterday when his own privacy was compromised by the arrival of what could only be described as a 'sinister presence' that refuses to leave.&#60;/p&#62;
&#60;p&#62;&#34;I was polishing my dome in the study,&#34; confirmed the magnate, &#34;when this inexplicable draught came from under the door, followed by unearthly moaning. I thought at first it might have been Rebekah, straining off the effects of prison stodge in the en suite, but then a disembodied wail pierced the gloom, followed by a ghoulish stream of rhetoric that somehow said nothing at all despite using lots of words. Then it went quiet for a while and I thought I heard muffled dialling, followed by an eerie whisper of 'what should I say now, Ed?' That was when I really became spooked, and fled the room in terror. As I did so, the words &#34;Where you're going, grandad, you won't need phones..' echoed after me, on a tremulous note. Ever since then I've barely managed an hour's kip.&#34;&#60;/p&#62;
&#60;p&#62;Last night Andy Coulson denied any involvement as the increasingly bitter media scandal escalated into new and more macabre territory. &#34;Oddly enough I can recall being aroused by a sinister presence in the wee small hours, but I just mumbled 'not tonight, David' and went back to sleep.&#34;                                     &#60;/p&#62;
&#60;p&#62;After reportedly being rebuffed by Peter Venkman, Murdoch was yesterday locked in desperate talks with landlord 'Harold Meaker', in a bid to reopen the offices of 70s sleuth spirits Rentaghost. &#34;They are extraordinary fellers,&#34; he confirmed in a press statement. &#34;And clearly money is no object. I just need this translucent apparition out my life.&#34;
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