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<\/a> <\/p>\nPictures of my friend Nadia in the park across the street from my house.<\/p>\n
-::-<\/center> I’ve been pleasantly busy with photography work lately, taking pictures for expecting friends in Seattle, Shane’s band here, and Duncan’s before-the-charity-hair-cut series. Soon, too, headshots for Joshua’s new website, publicity and documentation for the upcoming Vancouver SlutWalk, and bridal pictures for David’s sister’s wedding.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Pictures of my friend Nadia in the park across the street from my house. -::- I come across your picture and my consumed heart shakes, a little quiver of reminder, the smallest of chemical starts, as if every time I am inspired, it carries your name. I’ve been pleasantly busy with photography work lately, taking … Continue reading “off to go gypsy dancing”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[157,41,1682],"class_list":["post-3602","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-friends","tag-photography","tag-there-is-no-god"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3602","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3602"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3602\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3602"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3602"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3602"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nI come across your picture<\/a> and my consumed heart shakes, a little quiver of reminder, the smallest of chemical starts, as if every time I am inspired, it carries your name. <\/i><\/p>\n