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Watching the light hit that marquee during Golden Hour was a thrill. Learning it was painted over a month later stung my heart.
"I Know the End"
Brownfield, TX
Description: Watching the light hit that marquee during Golden Hour was a thrill. Learning it was painted over a month later stung my heart.
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