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Being a degenerate is okay these days
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"Hazel, wait!"

Gone.

Nadia disappearing over the edge of the bridge. Asha bleeding out in his arms. Henry gone without Jae so much as seeing him.

Lily pitching forward as the bolt struck her in the back. Sam black and blue, hardly any face left.

The flashlight's beam finally swept across her. Her eyes were wide open and glassy. There was something traced in the dirt by her hand.

It took a moment for Jae to realize that he was sobbing.

Part of him still wanted to yell at her, grab her by the shoulders and shake her, tell her don't do this to me, don't you dare until she came to her senses because the last person he had left couldn't just die without even giving him a chance to try and explain himself. He wanted to tell her that she couldn't just change her mind about being mad at him so quickly. He wanted to tell her the truth, tell her everything, and he wanted to lie one last time that he loved her because at least then she wouldn't have to die cold and alone because some psycho bitch that Jae didn't even like thought she had been doing him a favor.

He couldn't get close to her. He leaned against a tree instead and clicked the flashlight off, letting it drop to the ground and burying his face in his hands.
"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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