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| A perfect morning. |
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| Opening Day for the Cleveland Indians, April 1977. |
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| Yep, I climbed it. It's in central Mexico. |
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| Someone did a painting of my favorite after-surf breakfast cafe. |
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| The actual 221B Baker Street in London. I wonder if Holmes ever sent Watson down for some meat pies? |
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| Brigitte, my favorite guitarist. I don't really know if she could play, but I don't really care. |