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Natasha and Karen.
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I tried to take a group shot of us all in the elevator and failed miserably. Boo!
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Monday night was Halloween proper, but I was sorta burned out from the weekend so I decided to just go to a party that was local in my neighborhood. I ran into Natascha and her friend dressed up as old school hip-hoppers.
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Hahahaha. Soooo amazing.
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Here's a pic (stolen from Dens!) of us on the coaster! This was the ride where Dennis discovered he wasn't a huge fan of roller coasters! (The three of us all have our arms in the air and he's holding on for dear life).
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Here's two pics of Natascha and I: we're in both frames in the third seats.
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Natasha, Dennis ("There's no way I'm going on that thing") Crowley, and Karen M.
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Natasha and I were stoked...
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Natascha and Karen.
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Karen, Natascha and Connor out on the back porch.
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Speaking of fucking great, I ran into Natascha and Karen Marsala in the crowd!
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I also ran into Natasha Royt and Karen Marsala!
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Natasha and Nick.
the november roundup
November, 2003
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After our dip (ahhhh, refreshing) we decided to walk over to the main stage and see if we could catch Hot, Hot Heat. As we neared the side entrance, it was immediately apparent that unless we felt like fighting our way through a mass of sweaty-bodied hipsters, we were not going to get anywhere near the stage. But, on the good side, we randomly ran into Karen Marsala, Natasha and Karen Landes! Woooo! A few minutes later, we headed over to the 2nd stage and caught the end of Ted Leo's set, and then we headed back to Manhattan.
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Dave chilling like a blonde Fonzie ("Heeeey!") leans in on Natasha, Karen Landes and Karen Marsala.
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Karen M, Natasha, Kahn-ur, and Karen L.
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La-la-late night.
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Girl's so fly she shows up over an hour late for her own motherfucking party. How tough is that?