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(a peek.)
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he doesn't want to be drawn about, but, clearly, this is probably the last time.
i had no idea i was still a little mad until those words tumbled out. i still don't think i am, but for sure my subconcious proves otherwise.
interestingly, i am reciting a lesson that he taught me, in this comic. the boy, not the dog. or, the dog, too.
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