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'Tis a narrow patch o' turf between the human and the grotesque...
I'm not a brave man. When I'm drawing someone, and they suddenly make some movement toward me--an instant sheet of scarlet shame and sweat breaks out on me. That's when I know I've gone too far.
That little sliver of turf is well trod lately, and going slightly brown.
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