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Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Forget Me When I Can't Remember You.
"If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn't. And contrary wise, what is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?"
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Alice in Wonderland
Photo: Dancer John
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John Dantzer
August 5, 2009 at 4:48 PM
I like this one the best.
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I like this one the best.
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