a.m.g. & b. michael in bbgunn's glasses: serving me quite well, thank you
From this shot on the day got shotty itself: had to toss the tamari: too much dead weight. Running through JFK, I realized how hot NYC really can be in the wintered months. How never to trust my stride in soft shoes. To tap to avoid vertigo. Out side of needing to unnecessarily go to the co-op tomorrow, vacation, obviously, was a list of syntactical errors wrapped in bacon served with a side of love fried rice. Now continue with the final shots of thanksgiving vacation:
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