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He chose Velumptuous Veronica, and put her on the counter. The fat, bald, bearded cashier didn’t even look up from his smut magazine as he rang up the order, and gave back the six bucks change from twenty. Once home alone, after a crowded bus ride, he took the box out from the little black plastic bag, admiring his purchase. It took him twenty two minutes to inflate. It would have taken longer but one of her arms was sealed shut. He put her gimpy arm around his neck and wondered if she would have looked sexier with hair.

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