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Sophie Dorrell

Sophie Dorrell

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Age: 28

Gender: Female

Location: Acton, London

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Join Date: 12/07/2012

Last Login: 27/08/2014

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Cabin in the woods - Portraits
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My Trip to the Smithsonian National Zoo
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Putting the Great back into Great Britain
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Did you just shake your Tic Tacs at me?
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Lookin’ a little blue.
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Mowin’ dem wabbits
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pizza Hut lovin’
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Dock or be docked.
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Dock or be docked.
Shark Jaws
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The words to the carol “Good King Wenceslas” were written by John Mason Neale and published in 1853, the music originates in Finland 300 years earlier. (TEM¬PUS ADEST FLOR¬I-DUM, a 13th Cen¬tu¬ry spring car¬ol; first pub¬lished in the…
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The three Medieval Texts each offer a different medium of contextual resources through their contrasting non-fictional (Robert Earl of Huntingdon and Da Vinci) and fictional (Beowulf) content, thus foregrounding various aspects of the…
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Alright stop and in 467, the Athenian Empire became heaven, ‘til the, Peloponnesian thrive, when Athens fell in 415. Thasos, in 465, had its gold mines taken but stayed alive, without, no walls or a navy, a large fine that made them…
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Hop off of the plane and encounter the wall of fire. We’re definitely not in England anymore, Toto. As my eyes automatically give the colours of the landscape a chrome hue, the cruel breeze greets me and exits, leaving a hot and sticky…
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Consciousness ebbed and flowed like a wave of the pacific, slowly grinding against the rocks of my mind.  My brain throbbed as thousands of razorblades carved my skull, their venom tinted lips kissing my cranium, not creating comfort, but…
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Beneath azure phosphorescent wrinkles Gently flounder with a peeking dorsal Your surfacing hide, O’ how it twinkles Ricochet mantras, searching for morsels But grease is deadly even in sprinkles As are those who feast and are…
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Ode to dolphins
Dark grey gown of damask, trimmed with fur of stoat; a mantle of ermine, a crimson petticoat. Her lips, they trembled, as her head hit the floor. She finally discovered what her mouth was good for. Her sisterly love was stronger than no…
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