The children are asleep and I sit at my drafting table. In my nose, I smell the odour of the pencil sharpener's content. In the middle of the table, my comics work has been waiting all day for my return. I turn the lamp on, and I put on my headphones. I grab my pencil and this is a start for few hours!
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