the only thing i can think of when i imagine mannequins is our den or horrors, as i call it, at work. it's this wonderful loft area where we hang all of the mannequins. it's dark, dusty, kind of smelling and there are upside-down headless toddlers everywhere. awesome.
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and for some reason...that thought brings me joy.
I'm weeeeeeeeeird.
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