Glenn Ford relaxing with Bill, his German Shepherd, June 1948. Bill was accidentally run over and killed by Ford’s neighbor, Charlie Chaplin.
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I’ve officially applied for my Uni of choice in Manhattan and am now waiting for reply. Considering international exchange is a part of my course Im liking my chances.
I actually cannot wait. New York was the greatest thing I’ve ever experenced and everything else sucks dick in compaison.
Shit I’m excited.
Roy Andersson, A Swedish Love Story, 1970.
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