stooped, rigid, plucking at the bronze dress of some famous woman's sculpture, he is not at all surprised when her skirts lift and allow him access. underneath, all is cold, uncompliant, smooth. what is the depth of a metal woman? what is an appropriate tool of violation? not knowing the answers, he steps back, lets her skirts fall with the barest clank.

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