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| Jake crushing it on the Atlas Boulder |
First trip to Pawtuckaway and I'm sad I didn't go sooner. So many amazing boulders. Psyched to be able to spend my last weekend with so many awesome friends.
Originally a photo-a-day project, then to document my travels, now to document building my tiny house
Sunday, October 18, 2015
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