Doll Crimes
I catch myself smiling.
What would Susie do? Punch him? Glare at him? Offer me to him?
I don’t know. I don’t know.
I don’t know what I’m supposed to be doing here. In this place. On my own.
Once I’ve found the bathrooms, I look for the cinemas. I buy a ticket—the first time I’ve bought my own movie ticket. It’s a movie about birds or something. Animals that talk. Drawn animals, not real. Anthropomorphic smiles. I take a seat in the back row, and when the movie starts, I slide off my seat and find a safe space down there in the dark, sheltered between the rows. Lights flicker over my head. Voices boom in surround-sound. It’s like falling asleep at the back of a bar, chaos above and around. La
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