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Who is this sassy lost child
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Oh shit. Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit, oh-

Penelope was dying.

It all crashed into Raina all at once. Her best friend was dying on the ground in front of her and there was nothing she could do.

Raina squeezed Penelope's hand helplessly, staring. She opened her mouth to say something, but would it do any good? Penelope couldn't hear her. Penelope was dying for no reason.

"Oh my God. Oh my God." Her voice came out weak and strained.
"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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