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02-18-2010, 07:12 PM
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loving the curves
Location: my Lady's manor
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Glad your camera was able to regurgitate the pics. Wish I could have hung in there, but duty called (when it's daylight I'll take a photo of the finished piece - check the blog on my website Mark Johnson Fine Art - Wonder and Whimsy around 10 am tomorrow). I missed out on a Cello hug and a manly Baraka/Fresnelly greeting.
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02-18-2010, 07:58 PM
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She's Actual Size
Location: Central Republic of Where-in-the-Hell
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Awwww...I'm glad you got the pics back, monkie. These are awesome. Everyone's so damn cute!
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02-19-2010, 05:18 AM
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Leaning against the -Sun-
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Location: on the other side
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Looks like you guys had a great time! It's lovely to see you all. I need to go to Canada some time
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03-06-2010, 05:08 PM
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We work alone
Location: Cake Town
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I have that same shirt Martian is wearing...
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