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This has all the elements of my favorite graphic novels -- wistful sentiment, nice art and a flawed protagonist who's flaws reflect my own. Sometimes I wonder how these artists got so deep inside my head, like these characters are spewing all my most insecure thoughts.
This one's good, and what I find especially interesting is that the cartoonist whom the main character is on an endless quest to learn about, "Kalo", is, in reality, a complete fabrication. This imaginary character is painted with such a rich sense of history, yet he's merely a composite of some yearning spirit within the artist himself. Reinforces the melancholic theme of longing for something you tell yourself was wonderful, but may have never existed in the first place.This is where I learned "Kalo" is a made up.