If the world could make gazelle mating patterns match up with the stock market more often and I could think I'm talented more often, I would give my soul.
This statement, among other musings, is the product of a conversation about photography, etc., fueled by caffeine and probably adderall. I think I am past the point of no return, as they say.
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