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It was a warm afternoon in March. I was lying on the bed in my underwear when Gunter approached holding a wooden doll that reassembled pictures of Pinocchio in children's books. The doll was several feet tall. Several loose wires protruded from the top of his head, and a deflated plastic penis hung between his legs. "Its a work in progress," Gunter said.
He fiddled with some switches located in Pinocchio's rear
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