The face of Hate Man

Hate Man had a lot of different faces that he presented to the world. This is probably how I most remember him. Sitting there in the middle of his self-created word. Surrounded by all of his stuff, all well-organized. A look of contentment and bemusement on his face, like he’s just sitting there grooving and enjoying the whole experience of being himself. And ready to play his part in the next wrinkle in the game of life, whatever that might be.

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