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Loud squawking bastard.

sartre-erise

Published: Apr 16, 2010

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Title is self-explanatory.

Taken in Fredrikstad, Norway. April, 2010.

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2048x1536px 2.45 MB

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Canon

Model

Canon PowerShot SX100 IS

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1/1244 second

Aperture

F/4.3

Focal Length

56 mm

ISO Speed

400

Date Taken

Apr 15, 2010, 9:16:16 PM

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