A writer, bundled in furs, sitting on a block of ice and writing with a quill pen. His head has been replaced with that of a skeleton. His inkpot is suspended over a camp stove. He has written, 'No man but a blockhead ever wrote except for money.' Surrounding him in a semicircle are nine angry, wealthy men in old fashioned suits, shouting and gesticulating. The background is a faded US$100 bill.
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