Edward Hopper Ryder's House painting

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kosher and today you must do the best you can". Jumpythe lurid painting of a bare-breasted myth-woman with several heads and wisps of clouds obscuring her nipples, done in salmon pink, neon-green and gold, and because the rush hadn't started yet Mr. Sufyan noticed he was down in the dumps.
"Hey, Saint Jumpy," he sang out, "why you bringing your bad weather into my place? This country isn't full enough of clouds?"
Jumpy blushed as Sufyan bounced over to him, his little white cap of devotion pinned in place as usual, the moustache-less beard hennaed red after its owner's recent pilgrimage to Mecca. Muhammad Sufyan was a burly, thick-forearmed fellow with a belly on him, as godly and as unfanatic a believer as you could meet, and Joshi thought of himas a sort of elder relative. "Listen, Uncle," he said when the café proprietor was standing over him, "you think I'm a real idiot or what?"