Linsey at the Grog with a sangria.
Stephen with Bushmills.
A painting of an old fisherman that hangs above the fireplace in the Grog.
Maisy and Cassandra, not at the Grog.
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Documenting aspects of the lives -- and those who participate in it -- of those living in an apartment on Fruit Street: a block-long roadway near the downtown district of Newburyport.
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Dad said the Pistons only lost by 9 or 10 points though, so at least they didn't get smeared.
It's nice that you two do fun things together. :)
You must feel like you have actually met Maisy! You "see" her more than I do.
...wait, Steve, you've never met Maisy?............c.
No, I've never met Maisy. It is, at this time, one of the low points of my life.
we will see you soon my brother
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