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caveman's daydreammisery carved into our faces
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Ninja Turtles and Batman—
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tranquil sun-showers
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scraped knees and wood chips
bleeding fire hydrants—
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S N A K E S K I Nby =burningmonk

Photography / Urban & Rural / City Life

Crowd of musicians dancing and singing, drawing a yet bigger crowd of onlookers. Funny thing is they were singing a song in Mandarin but the melody was Jungle Bell Rock. Bizarre.

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~angelface888 Jan 13, 2012

Beautiful crowd scene! Very, in the moment! Cool!

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=burningmonk Jan 14, 2012 Photographer

Thank you!!!

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