Arthur is handsome. But he keeps getting wrapped in masking tape. The entire town’s supply of masking tape. It causes others to break wind, Arthur tells The Other Newspaper. I look at Arthur. “I look like one from my class called Jerome,” Arthur reveals. “I really do not understand why school does not last until the age of fifty. Then you could relax afterwards. Learn how to sew. Join in activities you’re really not interested in. Polish silver. Such traditionally female activities. “Arthur makes a little magic trick. Picks a small, thick metal coin out of the arm. “I’m honored because I’m in the newspaper.”
