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Working with printers who care more about making glossy posters of aerial views of college football stadiums than making beautiful pieces gives me a headache. Luckily today we met with the other kind of printers. While they might also give us headaches they care about making quality work so I think their headaches will be worth withstanding.

The print guy had these amazing hands, cuticles blackened by ink, thick & stubby, more callous than skin. He sat across the table from us, grunting & sighing like a gangly Tom Waits. When I was wiring houses with my brother in North Carolina I had thick callouses across the middle of my index fingers where the wire slipped through. I didn't notice them until I left town & within days they started peeling away. Now I have hands made of lollipops. I am a wonderful baby sitter.