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Six Hand Drawn Sketches from the Summer of Nineteen Ninety Two

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“Junior staff do not get credit on major corporate accounts,” he said, finally looking at me. His eyes were cold behind his thin-rimmed spectacles. “The agency name is what matters. You were paid your wage.”

“I spent three months on those sketches,” I said.

“A designer drafts what she is told to draft,” Gerald said, turning his back to me again. “Go continue reading …

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