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Newt

Our photographer is a gentleman named “Newt.”

“Like the little girl in Aliens!” I said.

“Um, sure. Or like a little gecko. And a boy.”

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This was written by krisis. Posted on Saturday, January 17, 2009, at 3:00 pm. Filed under Engagement, stories, thoughts. Bookmark the permalink. Follow comments here with the RSS feed. Post a comment or leave a trackback.

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