This highly detailed drawing was kindly left for me back in the mid-2000’s. I found it slipped under my then apartment door, folded perfectly and placed delicately in a standard size 10 envelope, the kind without privacy print. The flap was gently folded inside the envelope, the glue non-licked.
What I really want to know is where this anonymous hector procures their transparent axes. I’ve been searching for one of those for years. I’m also glad the Elephantiasis of my hands cleared up. How embarrassing would that have been, someone comes in to murder me and they are so grossed out by my hands they leave out of disgust.