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No more excuses. No more, can't draw, can't write - oh no, no time -  I, gender-dubious underweight person, hereby commit myself to publishing Content, What? on a regular basis.

This is to be sandbox, scratch-pad, pilot episode of things to come. Assuming, of course (and now's the scary part) that you shall offer me regular feedback, shoves, reminders, ideas for forthcoming issues, criticism, love and cups of coffee. I'm terrible at self-publicity, and don't yet have the luxury of being blasé about it so consider this as abject a request for your attention as suits your need.

Thank you.