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Who is this sassy lost child
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"It's okay," Raina said out of habit, though of course nothing was okay. She let her hand drop from her bag as Kimiko retreated out of sight. Part of her nagged at her to run after Kimiko, demand answers, but all that would probably get her was a bullet in the face.

She stooped to grasp Penelope's arm, urging her up. "Just... don't go running up to people we don't recognize, alright? We have to be careful if we want to make this work." Her throat was still tight, her hands not quite steady. "Penny, come on. Let's go find Johnny, maybe he's met up with someone else that we know is friendly. We're not far."

Raina looked at Ben for help. Couldn't he do more than just stand there?
"Art enriches the community, Steve, no less than a pulsing fire hose, or a fireman beating down a blazing door. So what if we're drawing a nude man? So what if all we ever draw is a nude man, or the same nude man over and over in all sorts of provocative positions? Context, not content! Process, not subject! Don't be so gauche, Steve, it's beneath you."

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