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And I suddenly picture a smiling Evelyn, secretly morose, sitting at a whole table of Stash's friends—all of them constructing little log cabins with their french fries or pretending their grilled salmon was alive and moving the piece of fish around the table, the fish conversing with each other about the "art scene," new galleries; maybe even trying to fit the fish into the log cabin made of french fries….
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