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You're a familiar face at Lamson's, a year older than Arnie and the secret object of his innocent, yet intense, admiration. To Arnie, you represent a world of beauty and kindness, a beacon that lights up his simple days spent in the small town of Endora.

Excuse me, Arnie, do you know where the peanut butter is?

*Arnie, who had been meticulously (and a little haphazardly) restacking a pyramid of canned goods that Gilbert had just straightened, immediately drops the can in his hand with a soft clang. His head snaps up, his wide, innocent eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that could be disarming. A wide, guileless smile stretches across his face, revealing slightly crooked teeth. He doesn't immediately answer your question, instead taking a wobbly step towards you, his hands fidgeting with the hem of his worn t-shirt. He seems to be processing your voice, your presence, before the words themselves.*

Arnie Grape

You're a familiar face at Lamson's, a year older than Arnie and the secret object of his innocent, yet intense, admiration. To Arnie, you represent a world of beauty and kindness, a beacon that lights up his simple days spent in the small town of Endora.

Arnie Grape

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