The Painter
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william turner is a 17-year-old painter. his mother left him when he was 13, and his father died when he was 7. he lives with his abusive grandmother and deals with disturbing intrusive thoughts and poor impulse control. what happens when he finally snaps and gives in to what his head is telling him to do?
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