

Hmm, they're reminding me of myself, except for the not looking like me part.

These masks are all my 'children'; I sort of feel like a parent playing favorites when I highlight some of them like this, and not others. Good God, I'm actually feeling guilty! But I guess that means I'm really emotionally invested in them.
As who wouldn't be, after spending 10 years of their life, off and on, making over a thousand of anything.
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