This is a one-page special I made as a project for a Literature class. We had to cover one of the works, or authors that we have studied this semester. It’s simple, but a little macabre. Hemingway shot himself, and it is implied in this piece.
Sorry there isn’t a page of Alice this week. Classes are rapidly wrapping up, so I decided to stay on top of them and post what I am working on. Any thoughts?
Ever,
Dylan
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