[Harvey purses his lips a little bit at that. The problem was that this mask, was completely plain and nondescript because somewhere, deep inside Harvey's heart is that fear that he'll be just like one of them. That he'll be one of those faceless, invisible people. Indistinct. Indistinguishable.]
They ran out of art supplies. Not like that I'm complaining. What about you?
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They ran out of art supplies. Not like that I'm complaining. What about you?