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Who is this sassy lost child
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Ah, Jane Madison. Queen of Jae's heart, light of his life, bane of his existence from the hours of noon to seven on weekends, and occasionally weekday evenings.

They weren't best friends, was what he was saying.

Still, they'd managed to establish something of a power balance between them at work. As long as they didn't try to do the same job at the same time and neither tried to boss the other at their own job for the day, they could more or less coexist. Besides, good ol' Complainin' Jane didn't look like she was going to be at her bitchiest today, so Jae could deal. Maybe.

"Guess so." He pushed away from the wall, flicked what remained of his cigarette to the pavement and ground it out under his heel. "You got the ticket counter today? I've got snacks."
"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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