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Black Cat, Mr. Black Cat

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Published: Oct 25, 2011

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Description

This is my new cat Max. He likes my chair; Apparently too much.

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960x720px 241.9 KB

Make

Apple

Model

iPod touch

Shutter Speed

1/15 second

Aperture

F/2.4

Focal Length

4 mm

ISO Speed

1250

Date Taken

Oct 13, 2011, 6:42:35 AM

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merrak

Feb 3, 2012

He looks just like mine

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