Published on
Jan 10, 2025
Planet Puppet
A half-nude, three-foot figure called me to a table just beside the vending machines. His T-shirt and shoes were miniature; his legs — kielbasa-shaped, cotton-stuffed — were fixed to a flat pubis. “I’m Dicky!” he squeaked. I wagged my pen in front of …
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Truthdig
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Left-wing
