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Sunday, July 10, 2011
Vent Figs
Even to someone unemployedwho hasn't worked for several yrs., for whom the days blur together like sands through the proverbial hourglass, Sunday afternoon is sucky & odd. (Probably the crummy telebision programming.) And to make it worse, these, from here & here via here (Culled from the best of flickr's vintage ventriloquism pool, we suppose.):
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