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26 Jun 201326 Jun 2013 Neil E. Das

The Storks of Bevo Mill, with Contrail – St. Louis

24 Jun 201324 Jun 2013 Neil E. Das

The Lone Trumpeter – Univercity City Loop – St. Louis

22 Jun 201322 Jun 2013 Neil E. Das

Chase Park Plaza Panorama – Central West End – St. Louis

4 Jan 20134 Jan 2013 Neil E. Das

The Drought and Medina Lake – Bandera County Medina Lake Park, Texas – Featuring a Torino Tahiti

25 Oct 201231 Oct 2014 Neil E. Das

What a Difference a Day Makes – The Magnolia in Autumn – Weather Systems

8 Oct 20128 Oct 2012 Neil E. Das

Sam Clemens and the Locomotive – Mark Twain on the Cape Girardeau, Missouri Wall of Fame – Lomography

28 Sep 2012 Neil E. Das

The 100 Year Bicycle – Chicago Cubs

27 Aug 2012 Neil E. Das

The Last of the Sunflowers – Lomography

25 Jul 2012 Neil E. Das

St. Louis Flood Wall Graffiti with Model Mish & Featuring Peat Wollaeger & TWEEK

20 Jun 201220 Jun 2012 Neil E. Das

Time for a new pair – A summer of cycling – Old Cycling Gloves

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Recent flower sightings. Imagine the courage this took. The flowers are amazing these days. Daylilies and the yellow house. Aglow. Sunday morning flowers. Part of a lovely evening of music from The Mental Health Anniversary Band. I am so grateful that the rain subsided. And thank you to all of you who came out. Thanks @microsoftcopilot for helping me illustrate what goes through my mind each year that this rolls around. Sincerely, a South Asian. #AAPI or #AANHPI Month. Leaving social media for a time really teaches one of one's significance (or lack thereof). In the noise of it all, perhaps others don't know one is gone at all.
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