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Roll No. : 16

When: Too lazy to remember anymore.

Where: Sergio's hood.

What I Remember: What people need to know about lowrider bikes is that the turning geometry is completely different from other bikes. It's hard to explain, but all you need to know is that it takes a lot of getting used to. If it's your first time, you're definitely going to fall off or come close to falling off. The photo's blurry (I was literally running backwards as I was taking the photo), but Kathy's expression is clear enough for people to get the idea of what it's like riding one of these bikes for the first time.

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Roll No. : 12

When: September?

Where: Queen St. West

What I Remember: Hanging out with Michelle one afternoon. She was buying fabric and I just wanted to test out my hipster toy camera. This is the second photo I took with it; I directed her to hold as many rolls of fabric as she could. It was a pretty fun day, which is something you can expect any time you hang out with her.

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Roll No. : 21

When: August 27, 2010.

Where: Central Park.

What I Remember: This photo isn't here because I think it's great. I don't even think it's good. But I do find it really funny; I think it has something to do with the way Sergio's holding the ice cream bar and how it looks like he's just going to cram the whole thing into his maw in one go. I laugh every time I see this photo. While I'm not going to lie and say I didn't eat quite a bit myself, by my count, Sergio seemed to eat the most out of all of us during the trip. It should also be mentioned that the ice cream bar Sergio's devouring is the first thing he ate in the morning. None of us had eaten breakfast yet, but Sergio decided an ice cream bar would make for a good breakfast. We are the epitome of healthiness.

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Roll No. : 19

When: Canada Day.

Where: Thomson Park.

What I Remember: One of my all time favorite photos of Brittany. It's one of the few photos I have of her not making a face or doing something lewd. Not that there's anything wrong with that. I just imagine that someday, I'll somehow become senile and that silly/lewd photos will be all I have to go on if I try to remember who Brittany is.