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The Old School

December 10, 2009

Max reminds me of my little brother. Or, what I imagine he’s gonna be like when he’s older. Though I think anyone who remembers being a kid can relate.

Speaking of childhoods, there’s unsuprisingly a thing for the Moomins over here. I can still recall watching the animated series on TV, retrospectively charming with that je ne sais quois of the old hand-drawn stuff.

I’m pretty sure Moomin was my favourite, but now I think everybody wants to be a Little My sometimes. Being able to pull of red hair rates high in one’s estimations.

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