The Lessons of the Past

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Sunday, May 17, 2009

The great escape.

The cab to the train to the plane, ya'll.
Posted by Curyusgrg at 7:38 AM

1 comment:

KK said...

Doesn't your plane leave at noon? Does the airport have a fantastic brunch that I'm not aware of?

May 17, 2009 at 8:46 AM

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