Just two more days to go to sunny Mexico and instead of washing clothes, start packing or something more useful I dedicated most of the day to bookbinding. I've always enjoyed that process even though it's quite hard.
Imperfection is my surname. They are made of wrong prints so the pages are a mistery, pieces of images that never got to a frame.
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Wow! You could make a whole book about the wrestlers. Now that would be a work of art.
On the other hand Machete could tear them in half as part of his training!
nice books!
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