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There is an unknown population of men standing behind trees in parks spying on the unsuspecting. I'm sure they stand in basements and under bridges and on top of firm animals to do other types of reconnaissance, but this blog is not about them except when I feel like it. I am Dawn. I'll let you know when I feel like it.
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At last! Something representative of social graces, in which we do not maul oranges or mangle faces.
2010.01.30 9:28pm ∞