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Ante omnia armari
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Wednesday, July 25, 2012
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Sunday, July 8, 2012
A Detroit woman was celebrating her birthday. She hugs a guy (an off-duty cop) from behind and things went tragically wrong.
Saturday, July 7, 2012
Seriously. Until a couple of hours before midnight, I had not heard a single cricket all year. Further, this is the first year that I can remember NOT hearing the frogs announcing that spring had arrived. Very weird. I am usually outside until the late hours of every day; this has been the year of the silent nights.