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Anthony continued to stare at the youth at his side. He was still a little suspicious of him, though he had to admit it felt refreshing that the kid was actually in a similar boat that he was, with the lack of parental connections. Anthony's parents wanted him to go lawyer school, but he dropped out half-way in his first semester when he started getting deeper into his art that his richy-rich parents considered merely a "hobby". At first, it was just to piss them off and he even did a few homosexual art pieces depicting couples embracing, kissing, and even engaging in intercourse, his parents being the religious people that they were and Anthony himself considering himself to be bisexual at the time. He then got noticed by a "specialist" who thought his art was saying more than what Anthony was trying to, which was purely just lashing out at the "system", and he was offered a deal with his own studio and website to promote his art. That gave birth to his career.
He slowly rose from the couch once more and walked toward the hallway leading to the bedroom, bathroom, and his art room. "Come here...I want to show you something." he said as he walked, more like shuffled.
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