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213*365
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137*365 outtake: rejoicing in the warm weather :D
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23*365 reject: "Let the rain fall down, and wash this world away..."
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29*365: "Don't question why she needs to be so free, she'll tell you it's the only way to be..."
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58*365: cross processed
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Good morning.
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"how I loved your dirty fe et on my windshield and dash...opened the window and put down the seat, laid your head back..."
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"I want to find one face that ain't looking through me, I want to find one place, I want to spit in the face of these badlands..."
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Well the only thing that makes me laugh, I guess, is the southbound whistle on the southbound train...
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136*365
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156*365: "And we'll remember this when we are old and ancient though the specifics might be vague...and I'll say your camisole was a sprightly light magenta, when in fact it was a nappy bluish-gray..."
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"I've been thinking about you..."
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40*365: "every moment leads toward its own sad end..."
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128*365: "and if at first you don't choose right, choose again..."
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145*365
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164*365: "I want my old friends, I want my old face, I want my old mind...fuck this time and place..."
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"ain't it just like the present, to be showing up like this?"
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Happy Friday, happy hour
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183*365
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68*365: happy
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33*365 reject: water is so awesome. and I love it.
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93*365: "this is the story of the boys who loved you, who love you now and loved you then..."
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215*365: falling petals
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old photographs and summer memories
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another one from today's rain shoot
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19*365 reject: "We are stardust, we are golden, we are billion year old carbon and we've got to get ourselves back to the garden..."
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214*365: totally awesome day :D
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32*365: "We could slip away, wouldn't that be better? Me with nothing to say, and you in your autumn sweater..."