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A Life in Photo

A Life in Photo. Most people dont take snapshots of the little things. The used Band-Aid, the guy at the gas station, the wasp on the Jell-O. But these are the things that make up the true picture of our lives. Friday, 25 October 2013. Thursday, 24 October 2013. My Neck of the Woods. Sunday, 19 May 2013. Saturday, 27 April 2013. Subscribe to Posts Atom. My Neck of the Woods.

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The flitting and flying fancies of a Marxist Feminist. Life, love, poetry and the whimsical. Thursday, 13 October 2011. Yin, Yang Yang, Yang, Pt. Why We Should Never Forget Why The Telegraph. Is Heinous, and The People That Make It Happen.

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A Life in Photo. Most people dont take snapshots of the little things. The used Band-Aid, the guy at the gas station, the wasp on the Jell-O. But these are the things that make up the true picture of our lives. Friday, 25 October 2013. Thursday, 24 October 2013. My Neck of the Woods. Sunday, 19 May 2013. Saturday, 27 April 2013. Subscribe to Posts Atom. My Neck of the Woods.

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