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Farmer's Market of Death
Sorry I Didn't Call.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Maine Red Claws.
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Last morning in town.
Knights of the Riens Table.
The arbor.
Sealed with a kiss.
Dan.
Rockland lobster trap tree.
Dining room window.
View from bedroom window. Civil war graveyard.
The worlds smallest batthroom.
NYE.
Gimpe Drei.
Aneins and Tim.
Gabe and The Nick.
Astrid and x1
Dilk.
Peaks island ferry.
Boss.
The one wheelers.
Bolding. Boss.
Maine Red Claws.
To shopping...
Kat.
Toward winthrop.
Toward readfield.
Dooryard.
Driveway.
Mom was excited.
An awesome, however literal, present from dan.
Baby in a tree.
Ben Franklin?
ORD ---> BOS
Hey Long Room, I miss you.
Get it yourself.
Slippers! Boom!
The future of rubber band blasting is now.
Annie at dinner.
Christmas tie.
Leslie made a paper hat at the old folks home.
L and L tavern.
Classic
Political protest.
Sue.
Brown line.
Seriously.
Armitage.
The view from Kris and tom's place.
I went to an Indian holiday party.
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