I've been inking like a fiend over the pile of work I penciled last week and the next few days don't show any signs of slowing down.So, if you see a guy out on the streets, maybe at a sandwich place, getting some dinner tonight, his eyes bleary, his head sagging, and his left hand caked in dried ink, you'll know it's me.
If you like me, you'll buy me a cookie :)
Have a great day.
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