Long Story; Short Pier.

God, hes left as on aur oun.

Minneapolis.

New York City.

Colors.

Whitby.

Hedgehog tank.

Imperial appetites.

Another bitter laugh.

You take them where you can find them: there’s something about the sight of Canadian cartoonist Colin Upton, glowering like some constipated Buddha, ruminating on the sheer stupidity of the zipless cakewalk, that makes me stifle a giggle. —Via Scott McCloud, Upton’s Gulf War Diary in comics; well worth blogrolling or bookmarking.

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Mr. Dr. Du Bois:

The last herd.

Memory of winter.

Chef Alexa Numkena-Anderson.

Attention loom.

Buhurt.

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