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Who is this sassy lost child
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((Skipping so we can get this thing rolling again.))

Natali would have nodded if not for fear of making her headache worse. "Yeah," she said softly, "everything's gonna be fine."

She wrapped her arm around Maynard's shoulders and closed her eyes, leaning her head against his. The ringing in her ears had finally started to fade away.

Everything would be all right.

A tingling in her hands and feet started up, but that eventually faded away too.

As Natali fell asleep, the last thing she was dimly aware of was the slow, steady sound of Maynard's breathing.

It was almost like the sound of the ocean.

"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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