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| Theo running around in Central Park when he was supposed to be calmly enjoying the Whitney Biennial |
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| Conrad pushing Theo on the swing in our courtyard |
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| sitting in a wooden box |
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| standing on a cookie tin while holding another tin |
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| transferring himself from one cookie tin to another |
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| standing in the tin |
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| trying to squeeze into the tin |
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| smushed into a box that is clearly too small for him |
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