I do not know if I am a man who dreams he is a mannequin or a mannequin who dreams she is a man. Some say I'm a flickr fakester who just acts like a mannequin who dreams he is a woman, but I figure if I had to admit that to them, they wouldn't understand because the obvious isn't so obvious to them.

My current job is to stand still in shop windows, as if frozen, while people walk by and look at me.

I am plastic and was born in a factory in China.

I sympathize with the many frozen workers and slaves of the world who do humiliating work for little or nothing, and encourage them all to thaw out and self actualize.

Some say I was born the minute my parts came off the assembly line in China and I was put into a box for shipment, but I would say no. All the plastic that was used to make me came from the Earth, and the Earth has been around for some 4 billion years, according to some people who claim to know when it was born. But the earth came from the sun, and the sun came from something else that came from something else that came from something else.

That which has no beginning, has no end. Therefore, I will have no end.

I will never die.

I have always been alive.

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