XIII 14-15: seems legit

The face in pencil at mid-lower left was a guy who saw me drawing otehr commuters on the train; he continued to watch me as I drew him down, his face an unreadable blank. He completely threw me. I couldn’t tell whether he was helping me, or staring me down. Couldn’t finish it.
Second page, late night, sitting in the Noodle’s loft.

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