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Tuesday, February 17, 2009

wishing for england...

ugh. our conversation last night has me aching to return. Can you smell it?




Posted by nic at 1:22 PM

2 comments:

jb said...

i can smell it in my mind . . . i'm gonna open the window and see if i can smell it outside . . .

February 18, 2009 at 8:11 AM
nic said...

did you notice that we had coffee at that very starbucks?

February 23, 2009 at 1:08 PM

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