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The day before I left, these two people were outside the Bryn Mawn Post Office protesting President Bush.
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... Or as they like to call him"Son-of-a-Bush!"
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Jack the barber. He used to cut my hair until I moved and became a shag. He told me that although he didn't remember me, he could "take care of that long hair of [mine]".
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my dad and I used to play pac-man while waiting for our haircuts
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An old-fashioned cigarette machine. The bravest kids of my youth used to buy cigarettes from here and run.
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They have a diner in Darien. But it fails miserably in comparison to Minellas.
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Chris and Anne at their diner.
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The Darien diner has ash trays.
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Their diner had glasses, too.
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Some is Chris's friends at their diner.
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We had to make time for some jamming.
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Callin' the peeps.
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I think Chris was misusing this crate.
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um... awesome
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yeah double "g"
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pretty
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I could have narrowed this sign down to at least three words.
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A fabulous old guy.
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This picture is to wonderful for a caption.
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She was crazy.
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ahh, Duchess. Pennsylvanian peons don't know of this wonderful fast food giant.
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