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Trisha G.: Drive-by House.
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Trisha G.: Your photo has been replaced.
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Trisha G.: Drive-by Barnage.
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Trisha G.: I like farms.
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Trisha G.: GSI
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Trisha G.: Finally on track.
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Trisha G.: Ever notice?
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Trisha G.: 3
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Trisha G.: Drive-by sky. Captivating, huh?
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Trisha G.: The view to my rear.
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Trisha G.: Birds and junk.
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Trisha G.: FUTAB: Foot Up in Traffic with the Asshole rat Bastages.
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Trisha G.: God loves the thrift store parking lot.
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Trisha G.: Drive-by sky.
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Trisha G.: I sing alone. And others thank me for that.
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Trisha G.: Drive-by barn, silos, dead people.
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Trisha G.: Barn. I always mistype that as bran. But I do eat enough fiber, so I don't know what that means.
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Trisha G.: Tell Mike Dragan I love him.
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Trisha G.: Myers Farms. Drive-by.
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Trisha G.: We were lost in a maze of farms.
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Trisha G.: Gate.
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Trisha G.: Sky, corn, in passing.
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Trisha G.: Road. With clouds. And sun.
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Trisha G.: Niceness.
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Trisha G.: Without color.
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Trisha G.: Turn right!
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Trisha G.: Bldg2.
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Trisha G.: Greatness.
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Trisha G.: Bldg.
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Trisha G.: The Nook.