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Ink People are weird. They live inside my felt tip pens. And I have got many pens. I didn't know they existed before, but one day I heard a strange noise, like when you move furniture around your room, or just like when you flush. Then my pen started moving up and down on the piece of paper... Strange things happen in life. Now that we are friends, I can understand their own language. It is pretty tricky though... They are friends as well. Some of them are relatives even. Like Jexxto and Goxx. I guess it is very hard to control them, coz when they really want to get out, it is helpless to resist... And they can appear on anything.. Like borrowed books from the library, or really favourite t shirts..
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