untitled-11What I love about small press is that there can be a comic about a person born with a back the shape of an exact 90 degree angle who gets all twitchy and nervous if he’s not standing in a corner.
What begins as a simple everyday tale of tessellation fetish anxiety ends with an oblique metaphor concerning the perfection of humanity as a single being. The very fact that a comic exists with this premise is proof forever that all DIY culture is superior to all culture sanctioned by ‘the man’.



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