One day, I awoke to find her. I don't know where she came from, or how she got inside and attached to my ceiling...but there she was, in all her plastic glory...She hung there for nearly five months before I began a conversation with a long lost friend. I described this dangling plastic beauty to him and he shivered with excitement, his face glowing at the idea of having something so lovely in his very own possession. When I offered the torso to him as a gift, he was speechless, and in near tears accepted the beauty to take with him on his long journey home, as company, a way to use car pool lanes, and an original piece of artwork to pass along....
Where will she turn up next?
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