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Sunday, January 16, 2005
This is the real intruder. The picture has been enhanced somewhat - it's dark out and I had a 65 pound dog trying to go through the window I'm taking the picture through at the same time as me taking the picture, which is exactly as confusing and uncomfortable as it sounds. Posted by Hello


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