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I like that the rectangular shape is repeated almost obsessively in this shot. It gives you a sense that you're going crazy and there's no place to escape.
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I dunno, I think it would bug me too much knowing that dirt was under the rugs...
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That's Blue October... Sorry, I should have said that before. The song is beautiful, and it's even more haunting because it's acapella with a slight echo.
My God! That is Wonderful!
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This ship was originally built by DeFoe Shipbuilding, Bay City, MI in 1921 for the U.S. Army and comissioned as the steel-hulled Junior Mine Planter (JMP) MAJOR ALBERT G. JENKINS. The vessel and crew were assigned to the Fourth Serivce Command during World War II and homeported at Fort Barrancas, Pensacola, FL . She was decomissioned in 1951 and sold to the Oil Transport Company, New Orleans, LA. Renamed BAYOU PLAQUEMINE [Coast Guard registery 261281], she was rebuilt as a tug. In September 1966 she was sold to the Nickerson Marine Towing Company of Tampa, FL, retaining her name. McAllister Brothers, Inc. of New York, NY purchased trhe vessel in June 1968, renaming her COURIER. She was scrapped in 1972.
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Just put a couple of rugs down and keep everything under the rugs.
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just get a few good heavy duty shop vacs and it will be done in less that a day
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Only if it is yellow and on a roof top!
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Here in México, we have some demon/nightmare like figures called Alebrijes, I'd say this could be one of them. Imagine what was thinking or feeling the person that drew it.
Well I ain't getting you ~Me, that's for sure!
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Maybe the developers should spend some quality time in one of the isolation rooms......
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anna: That appears to be a large hole. And this is one of the creepiest locations I've seen... Aliens, insects, potential probings... Clench, Sketch, Clench!
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Lynne, don't sell yourself short, I'm sure you're still a "babe" too.
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Where I was never 'trapped', I did find my myself in a basement once, where a couple steps broke on the way down. To make matters worse, there was nothing down there, but some soggy newspapers and a Marvin Gaye album cover. I carefully found my way up, but it was and is scary doing this alone. I would wager that 90% of the buildings I was in, I was alone.
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Everybody knows I'm good with shovels. (LOL)