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Rain lashed against my studio window like scattered pebbles, each drop mocking the barren Illustrator canvas glaring back at me. Three hours. Three coffees. Three abandoned sketches of a dragon that looked more like deflated balloons. My Wacom pen felt like a lead weight, and that gnawing void in my chest – the one artists call "the block" – had swallowed every creative impulse whole. I almost threw my phone when it buzzed, but the notification glowed with unexpected salvation: "Mia tagged you i -
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