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Monday, November 30, 2015

Goodbye November!

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Sunday, November 22, 2015

I Need to Write Something . . .

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Friday, November 13, 2015

My Girl is on Fire!

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Monday, November 2, 2015

39!

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Sunday, November 1, 2015

Halloween in Harlem

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