How about if you take your photos, I take mine, and we both pretend we're doing it the right way?

Or we could go on for another 4 pages.

Whichever.
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She was standin' alone over by the juke box, like she'd something to sell.
I said "baby, what's the goin' price?" She told me to go to hell.

Bon Scott - Shot Down in Flames