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I was stirring my coffee with one of those thin wooden swizzle sticks and, like I always do, I licked it when I was finished. The strong taste of flimsy wood instantly took me back to elementary school summers in the backyard with varying flavors of popsicles running down our chins. Needless to say, I was inspired to make these prints!

Happy Valentine’s D… er, week!