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Here's to the wind that blows, the ship that goes, and the girl who fears no squall.
Currently Devouring:
Hold Still
By: Sally Mann
My Hills Are Alive With:
Coffee
By: Sylvan Esso
Lovers
Past Works of Staggering Genius
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2011
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January
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- How I Will Be Spending Part of My Birthday
- Perfect Timing
- The grass, it was a'tickingThe sun was on the ris...
- reading through this scene of love and fear.
- Only My Mother...
- How Does Your Garden Grow?
- What Kind of Map? Seriously. I'm On It.
- Here's the Thing
- Shit Is Getting Real
- Golden Blows
- Golden Slumbers + More
- Methinks This Would Be Nice...
- Eating Up Boredom On An Island of Cement
- Today I'm Feeling...
- Lemme Upgrade Ya
- Whilst in Noho...
- So Sue Me.
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January
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