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Jan 2013
Sometimes i feel like the world is spinning around me in an almost timelessness. Faces come and go, fading into the distance, before that familiar face in which i cannot quite place a name, walks on by me.
Michael W Noland
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Michael W Noland  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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