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At the diner after the graveyard shift, I spotted someone slumped at a table. "Miss are you okay? We're closing-oh!" The 'person' at the table was a life sized rubber doll of an anime character. A mannequin? A lovedoll? No matter what it was, I decided to take it outside. Bad idea.

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