One day, one page, one sketch of GREAT EXPECTATIONS, published daily at 8:40 AM.

334We live in idolatry of Disaster. We act sometimes like mere puppets stuffed with stubborn and argumentative red cells, who love to birth history by disgust. We secretly adore Disaster and dread adapting ourselves to the possibility of Hope. That’s why touchy-feelings bother some people.


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