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  1. Anonymous2:50 am

    Hey !

    Nice drawing. How did you do it? Some drawing software, or scanned in . . . ?

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  2. Archange6:32 pm

    graphics tablet (wacom, wacoff, as the karate kid has it)

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  3. Anonymous12:47 am

    what kind? If it's not too absurd, I'm thinking of purchasing one. Can you recommend?

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  4. Anonymous12:48 am

    oh,snap, ive been stupid. sorry.

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