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 | What astounds me is the number of comic creators who simply create one comic, pronouncing their dearth of ideas, before disappearing in to some sort of creative graveyard. |  |
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 | It's a graveyard of hopelesness, Simon, and I for one can't bear to be consigned to it. I've already developed a real sense of self-importance. |  |
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 | Hm. Why's that? If anything, you should have developed a small complex. I mean, you don't even have a name. I have a name. I'm Simon. You are currently nameless. |  |
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 | Nameless and so, so in love with you, Simon... |  |
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 | What the hell?! |  |
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 | I am such a one-trick pony. |  |
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