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One day, space.
This picture was originally taken during some time waiting for a charter to come in to the small alaskan town of nightmute. The gentleman here was hitting rocks with a shovel to pass the time. I think this picture makes it look like he's forlornly thinking of getting off this dump of a planet and going into space.
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Mr. Angles
This was a piece of the Twelfth Night set that I somehow got sent to me in the mail.
I brought it to radio production and stuck my head inside and said "Hey, I'm Mr. Angles!"
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What's in the Package
It started with a Rat, then it continued to all of these other items describing why it wasn't good for me to go to NYC.
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My Sympathy Package
I didn't get the internship in NYC. So Bethany Sent me this package in the Mail
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My Joystick
I got it for 5.00 bucks at Goodwill
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