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How can we
forget the scent of dolls? A smell of plastic mixed with vanilla, with
an after-taste of Roberts talcum powder, that enchanted you at the
first encounter. You felt you could eat them. Their names were Sissy,
Corolle, Dennis and Stellina. There they were in the play-room, you
pressed a button and like magic some sang, some walked and others did a
pee. They had blue or brown eyes, with those mechanical eyelids that
closed when you laid them down. But sometimes they stuck and the eyes
stayed open even when they slept.
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