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I see something in mine , he appears a fearsome beast but something about his wing held out like that, as if sheltering.
I chose mine because it's infinitely small and I like to mess with your head
Can you see it!?!?!?
I'm still searching for an avatar. Perhaps someone out there can help me find something to represent, how great I feel about being 62, even if the body reality of having been used, washed, dried, and folded away each night for all those years is as beautiful as a favored pair of old holely jeans, who has within a heart the desire to allow youths to seek whatever they wish, my job only being there if and when they fall, to encourage a reattempt? Please Please Please do NOT post Mother Teresa I have not one iota of respect for her. And damn -- didn't anyone every tell her about sun screen?