I think my recollection is foggier than everyone else's. College sent us to all different places (well except for me, I stayed in New York City those 4 years), and once we were done we were newly minted official adults and apparently expected to function as such...I managed to put that off a bit but still, there just didn't seem to be enough space in my life for the zine any longer.
The last issue was fun, but looking at it my artwork was pretty rushed. I did lots better than that before. I guess that was a sign I'd lost interest. I started writing non-fiction, and draw and paint plants and flowers.
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