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Here is that first comic I did after the attacks. I had a job in the World Financial Center and had to escape the financial district on that day.
It's hard to convey my emotions as I reluctantly and resentfully cast about for comic ideas and came up with this.
It sort of reads like a surrealist antijoke through modern eyes.
Also, as an outsider, the USA feels like one of those people who sort of brags so much that you don’t want to give them sympathy when they’re genuinely wronged, which now I write it is very callous to say but I could imagine it’s a common feeling.
Also, as an outsider, the USA feels like one of those people who sort of brags so much that you don’t want to give them sympathy when they’re genuinely wronged, which now I write it is very callous to say but I could imagine it’s a common feeling.