This work tells the story of my past and some of my past strangeness in which I used to love making a house under the stairs. That house is the place where I used to read comic books, listen to some music, eat and sleep. I spent so much time in it that it sometimes seemed like the actual house looked like a big society.
In this work, there is a room under the stairs where anyone can go and sit, relax, listen to some music and read free comic books. In those comics, there are stories from my past and some blank pages for spectators to record their own stories.
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