This is my roommate Brooke and her man Claude 
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The turning of leaves implies change; seasons change as summer's green glory gives way to autumn's crisp crimson and golden hues. The leaves of a book tell of adventures and trails conquered. And, as one chapter ends, another opens - beautiful, clean, new - blank to be written upon. For me, that is now. I am Turning Leaves.
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- The LiDo Lowdown
- Tug O' War
- A Visit to Rocky Mountain National Forest
- Beauty.
- Oh So Geoff!
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- Say Cheese!
- Brookie
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- Happy in Colorado!!
- Delicious Historic Downtown!
- The New Pad: Exterior
- My View: Clouds Rolling in Before a Storm
- The Rockies Under a Massive Blanket of Clouds
- Loft n' Living Room
- The loft area. which stems off my bedroom and bath...
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- The Bedroom
- A closet full of clothes from Taiwan!
- The Beauties of a Small Town
- Behind Mom and Pop's. Beauty, eh?
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