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‘Twas the night before Christmas on DeviantArt, Not a paintbrush was stirring, and creators took heart. The artists scrolled through Daily Deviations with care Knowing kindred warm-fuzzies soon would be there. Deviants were all swiping, all snug on their phones While visions of inspiration across all time zones Were zapped to their smart device, quick as can be, At the tap of a button in a +Fav’ing spree! When across the Interwebs there arose such a clatter, I sprang to the Comments to see what was the matter, “I’m bored,” the Journal wrote, “I’m on a long trip, too. I don’t have my laptop, an