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Drew this up for breakfast, click to enlarge.
I found that quote from Ms. Frank on the bottom of a cap of a bottle of tea. I think writing conversation could be a lot more interesting than a monologue, so Le Danse Electrique has effectively replaced Foil’d Revolutionaire (especially since whatever Foil’d Revolutionaire was is now gone the way of the great deleting, sigh…).
I’ve already started working on expanding this page out into a larger and much more coherent piece, so you can stop worrying.
Self-indulgent philosophical double-speak through the mouths of two skeletons set against a backdrop of a fantasy American-midwest trapped in time (feat. famous zombified scientists somehow). That’s what I call a tagline.