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Good morning, my dear

Good morning, my dear

I was going through some of my old sketches and came across this one from a few years ago: link. After resigning myself to an inability to travel back in time and explain the concept of basic human proportions to a younger me, I turned to the more practical (if not more uninteresting) approach, of redeeming myself by redrawing it. So here. Have some sap.