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Captain Robert Falcon Scott
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ジャンボエレファントマンからオリジナル楽曲、写真、動画、旅行の世界。
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cptn-rfs · 8 years ago
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cptn-rfs · 9 years ago
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cptn-rfs · 10 years ago
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"But if you tame me, then we shall need each other. To me, you will be unique in all the world. And to you, I shall be unique in all the world," said the fox. "You become responsible, forever, for what you have tamed."
Antoine De Saint-Exupéry
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cptn-rfs · 10 years ago
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Decks
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cptn-rfs · 10 years ago
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The morning calm after
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cptn-rfs · 10 years ago
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Pappy
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cptn-rfs · 10 years ago
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The storm
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cptn-rfs · 10 years ago
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In lieu of a new band name, we shall be temporarily known as "this thing". Not the words "this thing", rather this thing that's in Tom Thomson's rubbish bin, I guess it's sort of a salami rind, with some remnants of salami on it because Tom Thomson didn't do a very good job of peeling it.
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cptn-rfs · 10 years ago
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cptn-rfs · 10 years ago
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Animals from a world map I drew.  Happy to send out to people, will accept poems or other drawings as payment
www.etsy.com/au/listing/227395654/animal-map-of-the-world
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cptn-rfs · 10 years ago
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Longboard designs
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cptn-rfs · 10 years ago
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Today I saw a white hare run through the snow, but he was too fast to get a photo.  So I drew him in.  I hear the snow, an infinite field of tiny, white jellyfish, settling on my nose, silently dancing like the rotation of a paper mobile.  I hear the day-moon, reverberating slowly like the drawn tone of a Nepalese brass bowl.  I hear the cold, like the wooden soy brush against rice.  All around me the white erases everything, reducing forest, wild pumpkins, the bear chasing the fox, the white hare, into a unified state of infinite possibilities.
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cptn-rfs · 10 years ago
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