Looking back, I can’t remember the truth. I blew everything out of proportion so I could feel the hurt and betrayal and write about it in vivid detail. It was my own method of torture. My own undoing; and I enjoyed every second of it.
i love the diversity of taako designs. you can put an umbrella and a pointy hat on anyone and they’re immediately recognizable as taako. and if you’re wearing an umbrella and a pointy hat? you’re taako now. congrats my dude