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- if i could... i really would...
- sorry nothing yesterday... i was officially off t...
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- ms. lex land
- sophia lynne balderas
- mr. frost was right
- let's try this instead...
- the thing about color...
- why i love flike
- sand in pocketsalt parchedeyebrow & earbeer on bre...
- yakitori is good for you...
- a christmas tradition
- when in brooklyn, san fran or venice...
- on a lark...
- from a place somewhere deep inside...
- off to see the wizard...
- tending the flame
- before the long walk
- ladies and gentlemen...
- and the "guess who drew this" contest winner is...
- a border terrier
- step right up - it's contest time
- the incredible edible... tomato
- no post last night - to busy hanging w/ her...
- the independent: obsessed with independent film si...
- american blood
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- for the love of old things
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- best gig ever
- oil upon the easel
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About Me
- Tom Balderas
- third son of four. painter. writer. musician. photographer. works towards progress. "a solitaire given to intimate sociability."
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