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Who is this sassy lost child
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Darius was laughing. Unexpected, but probably better than an all-out fight where everyone was mad, all things considered. Nathan felt a grin tugging at his lips as Darius darted behind a car, and he knelt again, carefully packing another snowball. There was nowhere for him to run to, with Darius behind the car and Jeremy army-crawling off to whatever shelter he'd found, so he'd have to stock up on firepower (snow power?) instead.

Jeremy called to him from behind the fire hydrant. He looked sort of comical over there, tall and gangly form hunched over behind his meager shelter and his face so serious. It took a bit of effort to not get distracted by the image and seriously consider his offer. It wasn't a difficult choice; Nathan was left out in the open, and Darius would definitely target both of them if he could. Divided you fall, and all that.

He gave Jeremy a short nod. "You have a plan?" He lowered his voice a bit so there would be less chance of Darius overhearing.
"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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