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For two weeks in June I sat on a jury listening at a murder trial. I, along with eleven other jurors found the defendant guilty of murder. Ever since then, the consequence of my vote has occupied my thoughts. Although I do not decide the convicted's sentence, what I did now allows it to come forth. For second degree murder, the sentence was a minimum of 37 years and a maximum of 60.
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Niles Independence Day 2025
I played with the settings on my camera. Not perfect but damn, these are the best fireworks photos I've ever taken.

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