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"
Aw
,
for
Christ
’
s
sake
!
"
"
Custom
,
original
pieces
,
not
commercial
.
"
McCarthy
beckoned
him
over
to
a
corner
of
the
shop
,
away
from
the
noise
.
"
For
about
two
thousand
bucks
you
could
set
up
a
little
basement
or
garage
shop
.
One
time
I
drew
up
designs
for
women
’
s
earrings
and
pendants
.
You
remember
—
real
modern
contemporary
.
"
Taking
scratch
paper
,
he
began
to
draw
,
slowly
,
grimly
.
Peering
over
his
shoulder
,
Frink
saw
a
bracelet
design
,
an
abstract
with
flowing
lines
.
"
Is
there
a
market
?
"
All
he
had
ever
seen
were
the
traditional
—
even
antique
—
objects
from
the
past
.
"
Nobody
wants
contemporary
American
;
there
isn
’
t
any
such
thing
,
not
since
the
war
.
"
"
Create
a
market
,
"
McCarthy
said
,
with
an
angry
grimace
.
"
You
mean
sell
it
myself
?
"
"
Take
it
into
retail
shops
.
Like
that
—
what
’
s
it
called
?
On
Montgomery
Street
,
that
big
ritzy
art
object
place
.
"
"
American
Artistic
Handcrafts
,
"
Frink
said
.
He
never
went
into
fashionable
,
expensive
stores
such
as
that
.
Few
Americans
did
;
it
was
the
Japanese
who
had
the
money
to
buy
from
such
places
.
"
You
know
what
retailers
like
that
are
selling
?
"
McCarthy
said
.
"
And
getting
a
fortune
for
?
Those
goddam
silver
belt
buckles
from
New
Mexico
that
the
Indians
make
.
Those
goddam
tourist
trash
pieces
,
all
alike
.
Supposedly
native
art
.
"
For
a
long
time
Frink
regarded
McCarthy
.
"
I
know
what
else
they
sell
,
"
he
said
finally
.
"
And
so
do
you
.
"
