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Bright eyes, old soul

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Published: Apr 26, 2010

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Impromptu portrait of one of my best friends. <3

Taken in Oslo, Norway, April 2010.

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2048x1536px 942.8 KB

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Canon

Model

Canon PowerShot SX100 IS

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1/1244 second

Aperture

F/3.5

Focal Length

16 mm

ISO Speed

400

Date Taken

Apr 23, 2010, 5:49:23 PM

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