Kathryn Kelley

mumbling to myself aloud, in public. at times it is embarrassing, but it is as it is.
I know you're expecting art! It is here, but interwoven / embedded with cyber residue of life.

Saturday, October 02, 2010

Closing another day






Location:Pine Valley Dr,College Station,United States
Posted by kathkell at 10/02/2010 08:19:00 PM
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