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February 15, 2013

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Jennifer Taylor

I love Anne Harris' work. Nothing like it.

Robert Dente

I marvel at the refreshing candor and the obsessive honesty in both her words and her work. The soft pearlescent skin, bathed in enigmatic atmospheres, ain't bad either. Dance your dance, Ms. Harris!

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