There was an awkward moment.
I thought you might want to have these.
I am never irritable!
Who had ever been edgier than him?
From the height, there’s nowhere to go but down.
He smiles: the illusion of a smile. Pretense, fakery, but who’s to know?
What are you all talking about?
Just hang on a little longer.
I think it’s all gonna change soon.
And what will we find here? Favorite vegetables?
There is no hierarchy here. There never is in art. There is just expression.
Light. And passion. That is what we’re looking for.
Never mind. You can say you’re with me if you want.
It makes me want to do more adventurous things, like go downtown more often.
He makes everyone else seem boring.
He’s been so many places and has things to say.
He’s so different from anyone else here.
She had sat here so many times that she had heard it all before.
And the day isn’t over yet.
Life is not easy for anyone.
What are you all doing still standing here? Why aren’t you in your lines?
Why does everything feel off?
That didn’t feel like the whole truth.
He just had to be careful to seem detached, and deny any involvement.
It was like tagging someone and then running away.
If he was going to end up with the outcasts, he could at least choose his fate.
His voice was like a whip cracking.
They were expecting great things of him.
There was nothing he could have done better.
I was just trying to help. Don’t be mad at me.
You don’t want to be left behind.
You look like a sheep when it has been shorn!
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