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With sensuous cords suspended between heaven and earth, A nylon hammock generously supports all, races, colors and creeds. Guilty pleasures are carefully balanced during a rendezvous of stolen moments and secret escapes. Ideas are born in this cocooning nexus, and work is accomplished from a place of succor and rest. A gentle swaying calms the mind and brings life into balance once more.
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Aug 20, 2010
Aug 20, 2010 at 12:05 PM UTC
The Hammock
With sensuous cords suspended between heaven and earth, A nylon hammock generously supports all, races, colors and creeds. Guilty pleasures are carefully balanced during a rendezvous of stolen moments and secret escapes. Ideas are born in this cocooning nexus, and work is accomplished from a place of succor and rest. A gentle swaying calms the mind and brings life into balance once more.
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Aug 20, 2010
Aug 20, 2010 at 12:05 PM UTC
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