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Small Update: Shameless Plugging!

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Just a small update ladies and germs. I've never really utilized this channel for self-publication (aside from using it as a reference), but that ends today. If you've stumbled upon my page and you need to have some content written, hit me up! I've placed a link to my Fiverr up on the navigation, so head on over to find out more. Or feel free to message me via the contact form (I've also placed this on the navigation bar, since I don't think people use sidebars nowadays).

I've also expanded my offering to social media copy, images, and management, so you can also definitely get in touch with me for this. I'll probably write about this at length for some other post maybe in the future, but for now, that's the latest from your friendly neighborhood fat man. 

I'm also thinking of changing the overall brand of this place. Don't get me wrong; I'm still the fat man, and I love the name, but I'm wondering if maybe I should adjust it a little bit to represent me, instead of my size haha.

In any case, that's it for today! I'll try to publish more often moving forward, but no promises - you know how it is. Cheers germs.

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