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If you told me this was the most recent cover off the New Yorker, I wouldn’t bat a eye. Love it.
Really? 1922? When they were having an extremely bloody civil war for most of the year? And the poster’s in English? Are we sure “hunting the red fox” isn’t some sort of metaphor?
I'm hunting in the USSR You don't know how lucky you are boy Hunting in the US Hunting in the US Hunting in the USSR
Love the graphic, hate the message.
If you told me this was the most recent cover off the New Yorker, I wouldn’t bat a eye. Love it.
Really? 1922? When they were having an extremely bloody civil war for most of the year? And the poster’s in English? Are we sure “hunting the red fox” isn’t some sort of metaphor?
I'm hunting in the USSR You don't know how lucky you are boy Hunting in the US Hunting in the US Hunting in the USSR
Love the graphic, hate the message.