Dear Broadway,
Thank you for consistently showing me, that no matter what age I am, my image will always be reflected back at me.
-AVB
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I Tumble My Pictures
140 characters of me
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A history of my verb abuse
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Speed Dial
Where the hell is it?
Clearly I’m developing a pattern
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