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Real Dolls: Love in the Age of Silicone Meghan Laslocky -- 10/17/2005 [ 1 ][ 2 ][ 3 ][ 4 ][ 5 ][ 6 ][ 7 ][ 8 ][ 9 ][ 10 ][ 11 ][ 12 ][ 13 ][ 14 ][ 15 ][ 16 ][ 17 ][ 18 ][ 19 ][ 20 ][ 21 ][ 22 ]Downstairs in the studio, seven Real Dolls are lined up in office chairs, clad their uniform black stockings and negligees, waiting to meet a human need. Maureen paints red nail polish on a B4 with long black hair and green eyes. “She’s going to Orlando, Florida,” Maureen says as she wipes imperfect scraps of polish off the doll’s fingers. The whole row of sister dolls are shipping that day, packed in closet-sized boxes emblazoned with FRAGILE and DO NOT DROP, off on maiden voyages to Ohio, Washington state, Las Vegas, Utah, Michigan, and another one to Florida. We live in a society that chants a myth, “There’s someone for everyone.” We all know, deep in our heart of hearts, this isn’t so. But in mere days, someone in each of these seven places will soon uncrate a Real Doll -- and maybe with it a little bit of happiness. Bow to plastic and the glorious dressing of the human imagination: There are seven more men who will never again have to sleep alone. # # # end of page 23 [ 23 ] |