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A Sothern gentleman.
Birdie view.
Charlie.
Hello.
Hop.
I like your happiness, with a hop. You waiting for the car slowly twisting around the church, past the lake I just photographed. Starting to walk across the farm, by the fresh spinach rows, you know where the apples are… You like to fetch sticks in between. You help guide all the guests to the entrance, running towards afternoon sun on tan grass. A shadow dog is trying to play, chasing you under your paws, fast.