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18.9.05

You can see his soul in those feline eyes...and at the center is a giant bag of catnip.


The sun sets amid faux-adobe 1970s bungalows. Or, 'a trashy apt complex in the pseudo-ghetto of Phoenix, circa 6:30 pm...'
Posted by jillmaren at 12:24 PM

2 comments:

Tom said...

AZ has more class than I had originally thought... I hope your computer has returned.

3:30 PM
jillmaren said...

Just you wait! The photo party has only just begun...and Arizona actually has some charm, sometimes.

4:04 PM

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