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This machine made Beck Hansen.
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I like this picture because you can see my face in the reflection over Lee's face.
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This avenue was very brief.
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This avenue was very brief.
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Lee under a blue light at the Tower Theater.
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Reb, Hollywood and Su at Minellas.
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and at O-Town.
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Reb's psycho dog. It really NEVER calms down. It is always excited and panting.
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Ahh gad.
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Worst happy-meal present ever.
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Dippin' Dots at the mall.
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We set up a little picnic at Larissa's party.
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Larissa on the lawn - drink in hand.
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Hollywood and Reb.
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I love the look Lee give me when she blows her nose.
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Lee displays her armpit hair.
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Larissa and Lee looking very cute.
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This guy felt left out of the party because he didn't speak Russian. So he came outside to hangout with the teens.
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Larissa drinks tea.
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Neal and I played boche / croquet.
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He challenged my victory so I attacked him with violence.
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Lee's dad is a professional croquet player. Just look at his hat!
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Reb and Hollywood grinning.
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Lee's mom.
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Pretty flowers.
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By the time we got there a lot of the meat was gone. But here's the remnants of a feast of all feasts.
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Mrs. Pahomov and some other people that she knows / is related to.
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Kiddy table.
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The Slavic people like their food in log form. Observe this cheesecake (which was excellent, by the way).
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Christ has risen. Or something.
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It was so wonderfully sunny and Pennslyvania-ish outside.
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Wesbster Ave.
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Crusin'.
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speed checked by LAZER! woah.
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I had to make a fast-food stop on the way home.
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Just look at that hot dog. Oh yes.
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Maia was acting up, so Althea kicked her ass.
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