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Returning Home

– Sarg’, permission to talk freely?
– Yes, son
– Why the f*** are we carrying a eyed rock to the gate?
– Don’t ask, Don’t tell. The white coat said so, son. So take that… eyed thing, go up there, and put it in the blue thing.
– Aye sarg’  

Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook