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Saturday, November 20, 2004 . 1:43 AM

ONe fine nite while walking home from OT, the weather was freezing and wet after a rainstorm. The open plain behind my house was flooded. It was quite a romantic scenery.

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Saturday, November 20, 2004 . 1:43 AM

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