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Inks by Art Thibert
Words by Jeph Loeb
Colours by Grant Goleash
Letters by Richard Starkings
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- It was a gas.
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- Valentine's Day with my boys
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- Auckland, New Zealand
- This is the blog of Bob from Temuka. This is what happens after a lifetime spent reading comic books. Contact: bobtemuka@hotmail.com
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