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I sat in my car at stoplights and stroked my feature with the tiny assistance or between role cubicles. All of these tiny acts seemed to convey gratify in whatever tiny way. And to judge that I had a applause in that. I grew quite inclined of the Lilliputian extremity and its heavy latex digits, each the situation of a matchstick-so fond, in fact, that I carried it with me in my purse, like a micro phalangeal talisman. Then one day, I saw the possibleness to use my tiny labourer to move a trammel with my teenage son. He and I were in the car together lengthways errands,

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