She shared gossip about me, from the Chinese students. That I've changed: that I never used to smile at them. That maybe I'm gay, 'cause I sit in some way they believe gay men sit. That she's the reason I smile now. That last part is certainly right.
Says, "I knew you were an artist of some kind, because you don't care about your outlook." Outlook meaning: appearance.
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