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- Has anyone seen my sketchbook?
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- Day 2 - Halifax & Sackville
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- (strip) sketch-strip of my day at the embassy
- Some strips uploaded via stolen internet
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5 Comments
perhaps it is in the same place as your missing book?
That just proves you should have stayed in paradise! Jobs suck.
Your book, your chair and your monitor …. spooky
What a wino.
Tits
That used to happen in a place I worked. There was a shortage of nice chairs, and if someone wasn’t there for a day or two someone else would come along and take their chair. Does it have any identifying marks?