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 still valid and unyielding, they outstretched their long wispy fingers upward. the recent and wave-like rounds of snowfall did little to dissuade their tenacity. 
 clutching, grasping, and clinging to the surface exterior of the rocky outcropping, you could imagine what sacrifices they had to make to get there so high, and before the spring still many days away. 
 looking around at the menial yet noteworthy accomplishment, they all relaxed for a brief moment and thought,” so this is where we begin.” 
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still valid and unyielding, they outstretched their long wispy fingers upward. the recent and wave-like rounds of snowfall did little to dissuade their tenacity.

clutching, grasping, and clinging to the surface exterior of the rocky outcropping, you could imagine what sacrifices they had to make to get there so high, and before the spring still many days away.

looking around at the menial yet noteworthy accomplishment, they all relaxed for a brief moment and thought,” so this is where we begin.”

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 note to self: 
 if you show up to a freelance gig in harlem super on time, on the correct day…but ONE MONTH TOO EARLY ( ! ! ! ), just take a calm moment to smile and laugh it off with the staff, then go explore the park nearby. 
 so there’s no gig, and it’s a snowstorm. so you have no booth, and there’s now snow in your ankle/no-show socks. so you’ve no real plan for the rest of the day, the rest of the week, the rest of the month, year, life… 
 …take a walk, take a stair-climb, take a breath of that sweet sweet fresh air, and then take some photos. because hey, it could be so much worse! 
 good times, weird day. 
 what did you end up doing yesterday? 
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note to self:

if you show up to a freelance gig in harlem super on time, on the correct day…but ONE MONTH TOO EARLY ( ! ! ! ), just take a calm moment to smile and laugh it off with the staff, then go explore the park nearby.

so there’s no gig, and it’s a snowstorm. so you have no booth, and there’s now snow in your ankle/no-show socks. so you’ve no real plan for the rest of the day, the rest of the week, the rest of the month, year, life…

…take a walk, take a stair-climb, take a breath of that sweet sweet fresh air, and then take some photos. because hey, it could be so much worse!

good times, weird day.

what did you end up doing yesterday?

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