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Monday, December 7, 2009
Finally!
Finally, the photos from the Leaders dinner are uploaded. Basically, photos of the people that I spend a lot of time with on the youth leadership team, who I love dearly. Oh, and gratuitous shoe-love pics thrown in.
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