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I really have nothing interesting to say anymore. Not that I ever did.
I have to buy a new camera, my shutter is completely fucked, and the pricing to get it fixed is ridiculous.
Jack's Camera is going to call me next week about the job.
Mr. Reuter is in my photo class at the Art Center. It was odd seeing him there.
There's also a gay goth kid.
That's all.
I have to buy a new camera, my shutter is completely fucked, and the pricing to get it fixed is ridiculous.
Jack's Camera is going to call me next week about the job.
Mr. Reuter is in my photo class at the Art Center. It was odd seeing him there.
There's also a gay goth kid.
That's all.