this baby boy was tired (as i'm sure was papa's arm)
we got quite the looks and comments from people passing by. oh nash, how you can make me smile even when your sleeping.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . My Transistor Radio: Love Mars . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
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