Not sure who they are, or what they're waiting for. Somehow they remind me of flamingos.
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- You (Not Me)
- Macro
- The Tooth
- Teething
- Wing Wah's
- First Tooth
- Fine Art (Yellow)
- Little Hands
- Ducts
- Armadillo Willy's
- Chubby
- My Precious
- Open Wide
- Cropping
- Checking Exposure
- *Click*
- Going, Going, Gone
- Cicero's Pizza
- Cubicle Forest
- Urban Waterfall
- *Pop* Art
- Escher and Monet
- Itsy Bitsy Spider
- Pizza Hut
- First Days
- Blue
- Rolling Over
- The Juicer
- Mega Bloks Shootout Soccer
- Red
- See No Evil, Hear No Evil, Speak No Evil
- Behind the Gray Wall
- The Foot
- Push Ups
- Eating, Sleeping, and Shopping
- Marlon Brando
- The Touch
- The Decisive Moment
- The Concrete River
- Green
- The Homeless Guy
- Two Girls, Waiting
- The [Fat] Trap
- Footlocker [Dot Com]
- Shoes!
- Grandma, Buying Shoes
- Julian's Bored
- Lunch at the Great Mall
- Vivien
- Me, Myself, and Mr. Potato Head
- Mosaic
- Baby Bottles
- Julian, Sleepyhead
- Fahrenheit 9/11
- Self Portrait
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