It was a good year, and a good party. As usual we had a few ideas to spice it up... so Brent sabered a bottle...
And Ryan fired off a rocket...
Or two...
But yeah... Happy New Year!
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We all walk. We walk wherever we are. That wherever changes from time to time, and so changes where we walk. Often our walks are domestic, but these are the tales of every step of foreign soil.
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