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i made it todaaaay n this is lee from blue band and read this part of the song i like when lee sing it's just WoW
Philippe Van Winkelberg being escorted to court during the trial for attempted abduction of Chadian children. The French were found guilty.
"The Leftovers" cosplayers at Furpocalypse 2014 in Cromwell, CT. FurFright was a convention that went out of business the year before, that Furpocalypse replaced.
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Take Nothing but Pictures & Memories
Leave Nothing but Footprints
Kill Nothing but Time
Cut Cover CD Slipcase for Guilty Ghosts with full colour single sided insert with artwork lining up with the cut out. Run of 100.
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a guilty conscience needs to confess.
a work of art is a confession.
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Agfa Isolette III, F/4.5 Solinar: Yellow Agfa Lens
Neopan 400: Xtol 1:1 for 8'15'' @ 10 '' AG/min
Straight Negative Scan
Glasgow University Amnesty International demonstration against Shell for their actions and dealings in the Niger Delta
At a Shell station on Alexandra Parade
Glasgow, Scotland
January 30th, 2010
Annual Fundraiser for The Theater Offensive to benefit True Colors OUT Youth Theater. March 16, 2012 @ Guilt Nightclub. All photos by Andrew McFarland (andrewmcfarlandphotography.com)
And he was charged with being way too cute for his own good!!
Leica M7
50mm Summilux
Efke 50
Rodinal 1:50
opening night mug shots of our supporters and friends. you can see the guilt written across their faces.
The hand that pulled the trigger is the amazing .sam.antha
Your Honour .... I climbed on your building to see inside, But by that time it was to late!
Apart from the Shamrock Inn and a few houses and church. The Old historic township of Hartley has a court house. On the other side of the street, all alone on the other side of the street.
Some wise idiot keeps the place locked up, if you want to go inside, one has to track the ranger down. And I believe have to pay a fee!
So as to stop people seeing inside, the wise idiot has placed timber boards half way up the inside of the windows. This window around the back is the only one with a clear view inside for someone tall like myself. I tried to climb on the small ledge around the front to see inside. That is when I found the very little note stuck on the window!
"Climbing on building is an offence"
Yes I'm guilty!
Corazón…
Siempre encerrado en los recuerdos de niñez.
Cuerpo…
Buscando intensamente un lugar en donde estar.
Hoy también…
Lágrimas cayendo en el silencio de la noche.
Otra vez…
Mirar el destino que nos sonríe cruelmente.
Pero sigo aquí, aguantando, aferrando todo aquello que no quiero perder jamás, sobreviviendo. Igual que las rosas que florecen entre las espinas afiladas, mi determinación ha arraigado fuertemente dentro de mi ser, despejando las nubes de condena que siempre me acompañan.
Dolor…
Siempre encuentra algo que lo haga renacer.
Destino…
Aguardando en cada esquina para llevarnos al final.
Calidez…
Que sentí brotar por primera vez junto a ti.
Hielo…
Atrapando mi corazón que desea ser liberado.
Pero el pequeño rayo de esperanza y seguridad que me tendieron, decidí abandonarlo para estar ahora aquí. Pues como las rosas crecen entre y con espinas, se que mi destino está en la batalla, manteniéndome firme junto a ti.
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Heart ...
Locked forever in the memories of childhood.
Body ...
Looking desesperately a place for to be.
Today too ...
Tears falling in the silence of the night.
Again ...
Looking at the fate that smiles on us cruelly.
But I'm still here, holding on, grabbing everything that doesn't want to ever lose, and I will survive. Like the roses that bloom into the sharp thorns, my determination is strongly rooted in my being, clearing the cloud of condemnation that always with me.
Pain ...
Always find something that allows him reborn.
Fate...
Around every corner waiting to take us to the end.
Warmth ...
That I felt for the first time next being with you
Ice ...
Catching my heart that wants to be released.
But a small ray of hope and confidence that someone handed me, I decided to leave it for to be here now. Because, like roses grow from and with thorns, I know my destiny is in the battle, standing with you.