Only one comes on a paper sheet…
The decal – or water-slide transfer if you are pedantically British – is the final test of your character. It is the printed sheet of possibilities that can become either probabilities or inevitabilities. You will get what you deserve…
It’s the challenge that separates the men from the boys from the girls from the members of Parliament. If you rise to it you are a legend and if it defeats you, you are a relic,
I have been all the above. The decals of Cartograf have elevated my soul and those of Eastern Express have brought it back down the Earth. And lower…
The most you can ask of the designers is that they will give you markings that fit, that release from the paper sheet, and that do not explode upon contact with water. Past that you become either an artist or a victim. Both identities hurt…


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