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Saturday, 21 April 2012
masts
A break from my essay somehow turned into a multiple hour walk along the river and into the woods. The colours are so intense right now, it's amazing.
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I GREW UP IN THE TIDIEST OF TOWNS.
I like!
A CLOCK WITHOUT HANDS
ARTS AND LETTERS DAILY
BEI CELINE
BOBBY BLUE
FEMINIST FREQUENCY
GESCHWURBEL
HARK! A VAGRANT
JESSICA STANLEY
LA BELLE EPOP
LE PROJET D'AMOUR
M DASH
MAKE DO AND MEND
MEER.
MISS LITTLE LIME
MY DAILY TOAST
MY TUMBLR
NO MORE DIRTY LOOKS
PAST PACKING DAY
QUINTLR
RINGO, HAVE A BANANA
ROOKIE
SCHORLEMÄDCHEN
SURREAL ESTATE
TEENAGE
THANK YOU OK
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