Tucked down into a corner and sipping tea from a Dewar bottle, I sat my vigil. After a long while, the mannequin by the window moved, stretching its long arms and lightly hopping off its stand. I nearly choked. It clucked in disapproval at the sober attire I had given it, and stiffly walked to one of the mirrors, studying itself with its painted blue eyes. Fearing for my sanity, I watched as it went over to the neckwear, chirping happily as it plucked up a garish, deeply regrettable pink tie that had wormed its disgusting way into the inventory.
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Tucked down into a corner and sipping tea from a Dewar bottle, I sat my vigil. After a long while, the mannequin by the window moved, stretching its long arms and lightly hopping off its stand. I nearly choked. It clucked in disapproval at the sober attire I had given it, and stiffly walked to one of the mirrors, studying itself with its painted blue eyes. Fearing for my sanity, I watched as it went over to the neckwear, chirping happily as it plucked up a garish, deeply regrettable pink tie that had wormed its disgusting way into the inventory.