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Categories: unapologetic
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I, the Skin Puppeteer, I can't remember how long I've been alive, or all the people I've met, just day in and day out, guarding my puppet store. I watch evil shed its cloak of hypocrisy and put on human skin. If someone came to me with something I wanted, I would walk out of the store and put the skin on my puppet. The human skin puppet theater, in and out of the theater, is nothing but ghosts in human skin, and ghosts with...