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Mature hot tub sexHere, Tooth situates the thinking behind the Guardian Camera Club, its initial aim of creating an online 'critting', or critiquing, service for keen amateurs and students of photography, and its role as part of the wider policy of open journalism at the Guardian. The practicalities of using Flickr as a submitting and discussion medium for the Guardian Camera Club show how contemporary amateur photographic practice is inflected by online community and digital sharing technologies. The Guardian Camera Club is based in the digital world - on the Guardian newspaper's website: guardian. So no, it doesn't meet in a draughty village hall once a month in a southern English shire town. Members can live anywhere in the world.
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Was he like the Grinch's cousin. Bringing Christmas every year instead of stealing it. When I turned on the light, I noticed tissues littered the floor around the garbage can. Clothes were overflowing the hamper since I usually did laundry on the weekends.
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Beneath my back, I fisted my hands, willing myself to hang on.