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Six months later she lost her shoes in the river. Six days earlier, she'd been hiding under a desk.

Six minutes after seven, she discovered a blond rat in her cupboard.

Six years into the future, she'll be riding a majestic stallion across Icelandic terrain. 

Six seconds until now, she'll forget to hold her breath under water.

Six weekends ago, she played volleyball on a long white beach with a team of furious indigenous leaders. 

Six o' six she cartwheeled across vibrant green patches. 

Six centuries before, she was merely a tattooed pig. 

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Sunday 05.17.09
Posted by Gabe Blair
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Go outside. Good things happen outside.