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Rob Hall in somewhere in the bucolic Warwick Valley in 1952. I'm guessing that one day Rob got to wondering about his love life (Ingie) and so he went to this beautiful field that is pictured here, picked a daisy and started pulling off the petals - you know .. She loves me, she loves me not .. and the last one? Well, of course she loves you Rob.
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