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Three hundred wood carvings, one hundred and sixteen silk screens, and twelve paintings hung in his work shop. He had died in August, not having talked to anyone for thirty years, but when his neighbors opened the door, they saw his life up on the wall.
"Well that's swell."
Gavin took a sip of his milkshake and stared into Suzy's amethyst eyes.
"It sure is hard being a gay, black, jew in Oklahoma though isn't it."
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