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Fotocrônica: Unexpected

A sight from my walk to work the other day.  Unexpected.  I’m not sure how he got up there.  He didn’t look too sure he knew how he was going to get down.

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  1. Aryel Lanes

    October 9, 2013 at 11:29 pm

    Hahaha who did take him out of there? 🙂

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    • Malvina

      October 10, 2013 at 3:34 pm

      LOL. I have no idea! I talked to a customer and she said that building actually extends up to the 2nd floor window of another building. She thinks he climbed out there from that window. So maybe he managed to find his way home on his own. He’s not there anymore 🙂

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  2. tropicalsmog

    November 8, 2013 at 2:34 pm

    Coitado! He looks confused and scared.

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