A rather austere mannequin with grey speckled skin and a lilac-coloured dress stands behind an open shop door.
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Minding the Mannequins

F.L. Blumberg

Despite their finery, fixed in place, tantalized behind the glass, some envy our animation.

A male mannequin with a ruby-encrusted turban and navy Nehru jacket seems to look out from a glass display. A reflection of people on the street can be seen.
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Others lead a gilded life on another plane, far from our incorrigible world.

A male mannequin with a golden head wearing a red velvet jacket with a rich insignia pattern and a gold, beaded necklace.
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Still others might attempt a connection.

Let us introduce you to brocade. Each pattern has a secret meaning.
Or . . . we can tell you about our journey.

Two female mannequins in a dress fabric shop.
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Imagine what they say to themselves . . .

It is painful to live in the past, and the future is always impending.

A female mannequin wearing a pink cheongsam with floral embroidery. In the glass reflection, horizontal lines of light appear above her brow.
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Whatever we have been through, we must persevere. No one gets by unscarred.

A female mannequin wears a beige hijab. The nose, perhaps missing, has been taped over with tan packing tape, the lips are scratched and messily covered in red paint. Bluish cracks appear above the eyebrows.
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No one.

A female mannequin head, worn and cracked at the top of the forehead, wearing a pink floral hijab sits atop folded headdresses for sale in a red plastic basket on a market vendor's table.
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Be who you are, even if it is not who you are supposed to be.

A female mannequin with blonde hair wears a red, black, and white yukata.
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