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Stargazer

tricksyriver

Published: Mar 10, 2011

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Description

She's always searching for stars, no matter the time of day.

Image size

2156x2878px 1.98 MB

Make

EASTMAN KODAK COMPANY

Model

KODAK EASYSHARE C143 Digital Camera

Shutter Speed

1/161 second

Aperture

F/5.5

Focal Length

6 mm

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Date Taken

Mar 8, 2011, 11:32:14 PM

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