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Leafing through a very old sketchbook today, an envelope full of stamps fell out the back. Mostly Dutch and Danish, and also…umm…these.

I said Uncle B must have bought them for me and he got all huffy, like, “just because they have Hitler on them doesn’t make them my fault.”

Yeah, I’m pretty sure he bought them for me.

No, I don’t collect stamps.

January 16, 2019 — 9:04 pm
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