Ah, the thrill of the hunt. Allow me to set the scene. It's lunch, we're headed East on 16th Ave. when we're forced to stop at the light. Bored, in the backseat, I look to my right and spot one of the densest dusters this side of the Arab world. Even though the guy was essentially staring right at me, I would not forgive myself if I could not capture the mellifluous beast on his upper lip...Tuesday, August 25, 2009
His Lip Floweth Over
Ah, the thrill of the hunt. Allow me to set the scene. It's lunch, we're headed East on 16th Ave. when we're forced to stop at the light. Bored, in the backseat, I look to my right and spot one of the densest dusters this side of the Arab world. Even though the guy was essentially staring right at me, I would not forgive myself if I could not capture the mellifluous beast on his upper lip...
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did you capture this one outside of a middle school by any chance?
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