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Friday, September 30, 2005
A tacklebox that smells like nothing else, cold earthworms in jet black soil, less than crystal clear river water. You've been there too.
A tacklebox that smells like nothing else, cold earthworms in jet black soil, less than crystal clear river water. You've been there too.
* Graphic Design Instructor at Central York High School
* Adjunct Instructor at Art Institute of Pittsburgh Online
• Freelance Illustrator, Designer, and Artist
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