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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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