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I came upon this mannequin with several others at a swap meet. They were scattered about in the hot sun, unclothed, dirty, and with some evidence of damage. These ladies once were clothed in finery, demonstrating how a well-dressed woman would look and act. I noticed that they were more full bodied than our mannequins today. I took several pictures of them but found this lady to be a particularly daunting figure. Even in these conditions she looked smug, well heeled, self-centered, and without feeling. This attitude formed a shield that made her seem impenetrable and unyielding, in fact unfeminine. Her heart only became visible when I began to place her in an environment where the detritus of life is foisted upon her.

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