"I didn’t care really if I became a Dumber like the rest of them. It would happen sooner or later. Kids were dropping out, not going out, were nowhere. Kids were disappearing into houses like napkins under the table. Like dead leaves on the floor mat. Little Dumbers peeping out bedroom windows at a world none of us recognized.
The words we were taught to trust were just inventions – the world we were taught to trust was just an invention – broken and unfixable and given up.
I only trust the faces I draw.
I only draw the faces I trust."
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