My uncle John and his granddaughter Clare mowing the lawn on his riding mower. What a happy moment captured!
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We have come to drag days. We have come to drag days. We escape them sometimes and the feeling is different, more intensified. We escape them within the walls of our fidgety hearts where we hide. They will turn around. They will turn around... -Guided By Voices
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