30-Day Photo Challenge

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Day 25, Sunflare ~ This is an old building in downtown
Kansas City.

Day 26, Something Old ~ A barn near my house.  I call
this one "Technology Looming" because the airport tower can
be seen looming the background behind the barn.

Day 27, After Dark - Watching for Santa

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