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What Would Happen If We Spoke The Truth?

At First I Was Glad For The Help. My Freshmen English Class, "mythology And Archetypal Experience," Confounded Me. I Didn't Understand Why We Couldn't Just Read Books Without Forcing Contorted Interpretations On Then

The Satiric Ethos Of Mad Was A Much Bigger Childhood Influence.

It Was Not A Triumphal Return. Home, As I Had Known It, Was Gone.

I'm Not That Good Of A Drawer. I Don't Know How People Just Draw Stuff Out Of Their Head. I'm Always Creating Schemes. If I Have To Draw Someone Sitting In A Chair, I Have To Go Find A Chair, Sit In It, And Take A Picture Of Myself Sitting In It.