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[T]he colored pencil. The day we received our first full box of as
[T]he colored pencil. The day we received our first full box of assorted colors we felt grown-up, the passage from baby status to childhood was complete. The broken wax crayon stubbles were immediately thrown out to make way for the more elegant and “mature” pencils. – Bernard Aimé Poulin (b.1945), The Complete Colored Pencil Book, 2011

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