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    aaaaaaaaask Submit Facebook I don’t believe in hell, unless it’s what I’m in, I want to free my soul, scrape and escape out of my skin.
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Eric Chasanoff
Urban Undergrowth Downtown San Francisco
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Fifty shades of bread

more than 50 ^

The 81 shades of bread

its actually 90
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noseasboba:

I never get tired of this photo.
Ella Fitzgerald was not allowed to play at Mocambo because of her race. Then, one of Ella’s biggest fans made a telephone call that quite possibly changed the path of her career for good. Here, Ella tells the story of how Marilyn Monroe changed her life:
“I owe Marilyn Monroe a real debt… she personally called the owner of the Mocambo, and told him she wanted me booked immediately, and if he would do it, she would take a front table every night. She told him – and it was true, due to Marilyn’s superstar status – that the press would go wild. The owner said yes, and Marilyn was there, front table, every night. The press went overboard. After that, I never had to play a small jazz club again. She was an unusual woman – a little ahead of her times. And she didn’t know it.”
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onceagarden:

Story art from Året runt nr31, 1952
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taylormoats:

Good finds
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weedorz:

Like & Reblog & SMOKE ONE !Follow if you want more ! http://weedorz.tumblr.comAll weed fan are welcome :)
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aaaaaaaaask Submit Facebook I don’t believe in hell, unless it’s what I’m in, I want to free my soul, scrape and escape out of my skin.
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