I draw life as it is: absurd, odd, and slightly out of line.
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New Nemo’s Log is up.
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New Nemo’s Log is up.
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New Nemo’s Log is up.
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New Nemo’s Log is up.
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A tired human, and Nadgh with his very long list.
A tired human, and Nadgh with his very long list.
This time it’s about a girl who feels like the weather in Tel Aviv, and like the weather, she can’t decide who she’s supposed to be.
So she dressed for all four seasons at once. Prepared? Absolutely. Coordinated? Not even close.
This time it’s about a girl who feels like the weather in Tel Aviv, and like the weather, she can’t decide who she’s supposed to be.
So she dressed for all four seasons at once. Prepared? Absolutely. Coordinated? Not even close.
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He gave me this look, full mafia vibes, the kind that says, “Forget this ever happened.”
I took the hint and escaped… barely.
He gave me this look, full mafia vibes, the kind that says, “Forget this ever happened.”
I took the hint and escaped… barely.
Welcome to Israel in November, where even the forecasters seem to be confused about the script.
For now, here’s my drawing that matches the weather of this moment.
Welcome to Israel in November, where even the forecasters seem to be confused about the script.
For now, here’s my drawing that matches the weather of this moment.