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Week 37, 2008, beginning on September 8. Last workdays. |
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Yesterday's sunset or today's dawn What's the diference if the threat remains. |
![]() Red. "Noticed the traffic light, and the man crossing?" Guy |
![]() Red. "Noticed the flower, didn't ye?" Guy |
![]() Amstel. Guy |
![]() Reguliersgracht. Guy |
![]() "Coffee please, black and strong." |
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![]() Once more we lived to see it become 9/12. |
![]() The last of the summer wine. Guy |
![]() :Fucking homeless," the inhabitants said. Guy |
![]() Deepest drop is 23 centimeters. So far. Guy |
![]() The collector. Lewis |
![]() The Cellist of Sarajevo. Steven Galloway |
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Rose is a rose, is a lovely marvel. Guy |
`"Gemme a bunch of them anytime." Guy |
![]() Still 9/11. "No, I won't let you fly!" |
![]() "Yes, we had a fine morning at school." |
![]() Before the rain came. |
![]() Pause. |
![]() A real Texan in town. |
![]() "My love, my dove." Guy |
![]() Thursday. 9/11. |