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Sep 2015
When I woke up i asked myself will I be a pigeon or will I be a statue.
The statue looks up and sees an *******.
The pigeon looks down and sees a *******.
Make a choice
Michael Kreitman
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Michael Kreitman  Los Angeles
(Los Angeles)   
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