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This web page tinfoilrose.blogspot.com states the following, "I will share my secrets and dreams through images in jam jars and made with spider webs and wilted flower petals." We saw that the webpage said " Saturday, 13 October 2012." It also said " Im lonely on blogger these days cause everyone doesnt use it anymore. But you can find me in these places these days too. Saturday, 24 December 2011. Just wanted to let everyone know I hope you have a wonderful christmas and a happy new year. Thank you for your undying support and love you know who you are."SEEK SIMILAR DOMAINS
Utopia and the Everyday - Art project blog. Thursday, 25 October 2012. Final blog post - Finished film and presentation and 24 hour film. Finished my film and here is some images of my film at my presentation. I also have completed two sketchbooks one of Research and one of Development with also my two little book experiments. Heres the finished film with credits. Hope you enjoy and I hope assessment in December goes well. Lets go on to the next project now! Friday, 19 October 2012.
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Saving the Wildlife of Trinidad and Tobago. Local school girl gets to grips with a tarantula. Noelle the ocelot and kit.
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Porque o amor de Cristo nos constrange. Quarta-feira, 22 de julho de 2015. Todos conhecemos a passagem de Lc 15. 11-32, A Parábola do Filho Pródigo, ou Gastador. Quando o filho pródigo deixou a casa do Pai, pediu a sua parte da herança, mas tudo o que levou foram coisas. que lhe pedimos diariamente o que queremos, para nosso prazer pessoal, não por necessidade, mas por cobiça, enganando-nos como.