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Friday, November 14, 2014
My favorite type of evening.
My favorite type of evening!
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It's in winter, sometime between the afternoon and...
Alone, not lonely.
Suspended.
Way up there.
Natasha.
Playing store.
Jingle ALLLLLLLL the way.
The way back.
Coziness
Supper on the porch.
Comfortable silences.
The train stop.
Fall in California....
The storyteller.
Rooftop stories.
My favorite type of evening.
The Performer.
My favorite type of mornings.
Lending a hand .. it doesn't hurt.
The long walk.
No Fishing.
Back Home.
The Sunday Trip comes to an end.
Stuck with you.
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