I finally broke down and bought a zine from that black South African guy who wanders around Ludlow Street wearing a box on his head. I don't feel like specifying how much I paid for it, but let's just say I managed to talk him a good bit down from his initial asking price of $90. It was the hand-markered page edges that really sold me. Well, that and the fact that 9/10ths of the drawings feature people with scrotums growing out of their necks. He even added in a little extra pubic hair to one such nard waddle to personalize my copy. All in all, I'm pretty content with the transaction, but please remind me to lock this thing somewhere I can never, NEVER find it next time I take any sort of psychedelics. Here are a couple sample pages.
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