This is a fantastic picture, and now if you had just waited an hour later and taken another picture you would've had proof that the moon does indeed move.
Cross my heart, and hope to die, stick a needle in my eye...that I will not steal that paper topic from you.
[Language is a skin; I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers. Or fingers at the tip of my words. My language trembles with desire. - Roland Barthes]
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This is a fantastic picture, and now if you had just waited an hour later and taken another picture you would've had proof that the moon does indeed move.
Cross my heart, and hope to die, stick a needle in my eye...that I will not steal that paper topic from you.
Wait, that is real??
LOL! that is indeed a real moon as perceived by a shivering camera on a cold january night.
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