St. Burke: Our Canadian friend gamely strikes a pose
St. Burke: Start of the trip, showed
St. Burke: Punk rock people
St. Burke: You will now listen to my voice . . . On the count of ten you will be in Europa . . .
St. Burke: Ten ...
St. Burke: Eight ...
St. Burke: Nine ...
St. Burke: Seven ...
St. Burke: D-Mitch swell
St. Burke: Lake Michigan at Warren Dunes
St. Burke: Flossing
St. Burke: Run, Pennsidale, Run!
St. Burke: Believed to be Oklahoma
St. Burke: Don't let the stars
St. Burke: Peering
St. Burke: Nature Channel S14 E3: The Tick The Size Of An Acorn
St. Burke: Involuntary pan (bird pull)
St. Burke: Fgnmigsagin
St. Burke: The Terrible Beat
St. Burke: With diagonal spirits
St. Burke: Photo
St. Burke: Moving picture
St. Burke: Eyes of other beings are the window to my soul. I look into your eyes and instantly project my own self-doubt and interior loathing. In the eyes of other sentient beings I see fear and disapproval, and just occasionally, the key to a loving universe.