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Dec 2012
I love mornings like these;
the subtle promise of the bitter cold to come,
met by the tenacity and warmth of the autumn sun.

It almost makes me want to go out and do something great…

Almost.
Neurotica
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Neurotica  Toronto, CA
(Toronto, CA)   
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   Hilda and spysgrandson
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