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Brightening up a miserable day #1. 21 certainly getting rare nowadays here in the UK, and any seen are likely to be the useful estate like this one.
I posted my first mock cover on 8/30/10, since that time I've been in DC then NYC now Baltimore...slight regression lol....so I thought for 21 a trophy would be appropriate because I'm still doing something thats a passionate hobby for me regardless of location =)
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Went to Myo today and this cool place in my town that I've been really wanting to shoot in for a while. Unfortunately, when I got there, it was too dark. This was shot near her house. Really like this one.
Inspired by the style of Kyle Thompson
NATO gave codenames for all Warsaw Pact aircraft. All the fighters began with F, hence Fishbed, Flogger, Foxbat, Fulcrum etc. Bombers started with B - Bear, Badger, Bison, Blackjack etc. The MiG-21 was the mainstay of the Warsaw Pact air forces for years.
Graafwerkzaamheden voor de verdiepte liggen ter hoogte van de Willem de Zwijgerlaan.
Work in progress nearby the Wilem de Zwijgerlaan.
We took some pictures for Jazmin's 21st birthday, which is today! I will post some more later.
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Rock n Roll Hero...
* black faux leather jacket
* blue printed striped tee
* yellow skinny jeans
* purple chucks
So its been said everything in Australia is trying to kill you, the other day i woke up at 3am and there was a carpet python in my room, then this guy just decided he found a mobile home, there must be a bounty on every human head in the animal kingdom here in the land down under.
We're Here : Room 101
This week I have been working, sorting through old Fame CD's and heating bills from 1999, spending too much money on computer stuff, spotting a baby that looked exactly like Prince Charles whilst being out at lunch after having tried on way too many way too high shoes, taken what I believe to be the perfect self portrait only to see the undeveloped Polaroid being blown away by gale-force winds, watching the new Indy after having had dinner with an Olympic gold medal winner, passing the worlds biggest pigs on my Sunday morning run, hearing hunters gun shots on that same run as I could feel rain water squishing back and forth between my toes and dripping off my nose (not the same water, obv) and eating too much great food before drinking fizzy drinks and quizzing people about too many movies that involve female nudity.
It was a good week. So here I am drinking my favourite beer in my favourite pub.