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“Your entire understanding of crime comes from eighties action movies, doesn’t it?” Hiro chuckled. “I’m learning,” Jason said defensively. “Just today, I discovered that not all gang-bangers are white guys in torn leather vests.”
“Where did you learn to bully people?” she asked. “Eighties movies? Do it online like a regular person.”
“Mum, you said a bad word,” Emi said. “Emi,” Erika said. “What did I tell you about swearing?” “That it’s an arbitrary assignment of negative value to words with no inherent negative value based on outmoded moral strictures,” Emi groaned.
“Who are you?” Jason called out. “Your favourite painter,” she called back without stopping or turning. “You’re Peter Paul Rubens?” Jason asked in a confused voice. The woman stopped and turned around to give him an incredulous look. “What?” Jason asked. “You claim to be a man who died in 1640 and you’re the one who looks surprised?”

