There is a time distortion vortex that hovers over the MTC. The concepts of hours, days and minutes disappear. The days are long, the nights are short, and the weeks never end — until suddenly it's Sunday. And afterward, the interminable weeks turn into a blink.
I've been cartooning since I was a teenager, and have been published in magazines ranging from AASHTO Quarterly to the LDS Church magazines and several other periodicals, trade publications and newsletters.
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