My Garbage Bin (Aka: Art book)
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Complete Sun, Sep 3, 2023<5 mins
Yes. Art. Drawing and shit. Paintings. All that jazz. If you're curious on what my old art looks like, there's my old one on here too. Have fun in my trash heap.
Reposting this. It's from 2020.
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