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Make: Canon
Model: Canon PowerShot A520
Shutter Speed: 1/60 second
F Number: F/2.6
Focal Length: 6 mm
Date Picture Taken: Feb 26, 2008, 7:03:49 AM
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Por tener harta chamba,mi compadre el gordo no pudo asistir al tan esperado concierto de Iron Maiden y.... quien creen que le agandayo el voleto!!!
Because loads of work, my compadre el gordo couldn't assist at the great Iron Maiden concert and... guess who got his ticket!!! : D
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ZeRo RoCkS!
Solo kiero tres cosas y ninguna puedo tener
I just want three things and i cant have them
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Born to raise hell, Born to raise hell
We know how to do it and we do it real well
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"Good artists are the crappy artists that never gave up."
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"There are chords in the hearts of the most reckless which cannot be touched without emotion. Even with the utterly lost to whom life and death are equally jests, there are matters of which no jest can be made."
--Masque Of The Red Death-Edgar Allan Poe
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What I'm doing here?
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What I'm doing here?
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